Amateur red "mother"

Meng Shaoting's style is clean and honest. In his height of 1.9 meters, there is a strong gentleman's heart and a dignified and righteous soul. For those treacherous/sycophant ministers who embezzle national interests, secretly collude with underworld forces, and attempt to bribe/bribe themselves to get through , he never relents.

After experiencing countless threatening letters and receiving the creepy bloody dummy head, on Meng Lei's 10th birthday, his mother Yao Fangyu signed for a sealed cardboard box with a voice.

When the EOD experts unpacked the carton, there was a mobile phone with onomatopoeia and a bomb/bomb/model inside.

The phrase "next time it will be true" in the phone recording made Meng Shaoting, who was unwilling to compromise, sit in the study for a whole night. Looking at his wife who was making breakfast with red and swollen eyes early the next morning, he spoke with difficulty. Expressed his willingness to accept his wife's opinion - to abandon politics and go into business.

In order to be able to "go to sea" wholeheartedly, the couple discussed letting their son transfer to their natal family.That night, Meng Lei, who was reviewing his homework, heard the voices of his parents in the study.

The father's voice is very powerful: "Once the company's operation is stable, I will bring him back, and let the father-in-law and mother-in-law come over, and let the old man enjoy the happiness by the way."

There was some coquettishness in the mother's voice: "They don't want to leave there, or they would have gone to my sister's place long ago..."

I don't know if I thought of something, my mother sighed, and my father didn't speak anymore.

For his parents to put him in the foster care of his grandparents and throw him into a small mountain village surrounded by mountains and economically backward, although Meng Lei was somewhat resistant in his heart, he was mature enough to understand what his parents did.

Although his parents didn't tell him anything, Meng Lei knew that the officialdom was dark, and his parents were forced to give up their decades of government positions and go into business.

In this way, as soon as late autumn came, Meng Lei, who was under 11 years old, was sent by his parents to Shuguang Village, the home of his grandparents, [-] kilometers away from Tanzhou.

Shuguang Village belongs to a remote mountainous area under Hengshi. Meng Shaoting caused commotion when he appeared at the entrance of the village in a car with English markings... The car was surrounded by children and could only stop temporarily.

Meng Shaoting, who looked majestic but not angry, opened the car window, smiled and reminded those children with clean eyes who were full of novelty, to stay away from the car a little bit, it was very dangerous.

The car moved forward slowly. Meng Lei, who was in this small mountain village for the first time, frowned while receiving the cheers and attention similar to that of ancient emperors traveling.

Turning left along a bridge at the entrance of the village, my father drove in the direction of the red brick house with only two floors and no exterior decoration.

Meng Lei frowned a second time looking at the words "Shuguang Elementary School" welded with embroidered iron on a curved iron rod above the opened gate.

In late autumn, Shuguang Village in the deep mountains already had the chill of winter.On the first day of official registration, I saw a group of sixth grade students below, wearing several layers of thin coats piled up on the windbreaker wall that may not necessarily protect against the cold, and their peers with sleeves on the outside, standing on the stage wearing novel styles , Meng Lei, who was dressed in a famous brand, frowned for the third time.

With his schoolbag slung across his shoulders, he glanced at the cracks and crooked pictorials on the blackboard opposite. After Meng Lei introduced himself in four words, he followed the teacher's direction and saw the uneven desk that looked like it was covered with starch. Frown again.

During the inter-class exercise in the second class that day, Meng Lei slept on the desk that he had covered with a scarf. The class representative came to call him, but he didn't move.

The class representative was very patient. After calling several times, Meng Lei lazily replied, "Why should I participate in children's things?"

In the third class, listening to the Chinese teacher recite Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Along the River Alone" with a strong accent, the top student who knew all the explanations in it by heart two years ago frowned for the fifth time.

For a long period of time, Meng Lei, who was also among the top in Tanzhou's top universities, had no intention of attending classes at all.In fact, it's not entirely because I don't want to hear it. Many times, it's because... I don't understand.

The older teacher on the stage gave a lecture in a mixed Mandarin that he didn't know what he was talking about, and he practiced calligraphy silently below.

The fat teacher with a strange unknown object at the corner of his mouth spit flying all over it, so he blocked himself with a book and continued to practice calligraphy.

Finally, two weeks later, Meng Lei changed his seat to the last row on the grounds that he was too tall and would affect the study of the students behind him.

All the teachers in the school knew that Meng Lei, who had transferred from a big city, was from a good family and had a good background. It was just a helpless act of his parents that he would transfer to such a remote small school as Shuguang Primary School.

Not only in awe of Meng Shaoting's remaining prestige as a leader, but also considering the discomfort of the transfer students, the teachers took extra care of Meng Lei. In addition, he didn't make noise with other students during class, but he didn't know how to concentrate on listening to the class. The teachers took great care of him. Those small actions also turned a blind eye.

Zeng Chuzhi, the head teacher and mathematics teacher of the sixth grade, is nearly [-] years old. He has been passionate about mathematics for decades. He wants to share the mysteries of equations with everyone he meets. He pops up some difficult math problems in class that make students scratch their heads.Therefore, the students who were shrouded in the shadow of numbers gave him a nickname - Zeng Shuchi.

Zeng Shuzhi observed Meng Lei's "indifferent" learning attitude in the class for more than a month. When Meng Lei was practicing calligraphy with a copybook, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked him to come to the stage to answer an Olympiad that no one could solve in the past five years. question.

Meng Lei came to the stage expressionlessly, looked at the colorful chalks in the iron box, and frowned for the sixth time.

After writing the answer, looking at the chalk dust on my hand...Meng Lei——frowned for the seventh time.

The boy in an extremely bad mood didn't bother to say hello to the teacher at all. He turned around and was about to go back to his seat. When he got to the third last row, he realized that he was still holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. He raised his hand without looking back. The white half piece of chalk It fell beautifully into the iron box on the podium with a graceful semi-arc.

Zeng Shuchi had never seen such a pissed-off student, and he immediately got angry: "What kind of attitude is this!"

Meng Lei replied without raising his head: "Teacher, the answer is above."

Looking at the solution formulas on the blackboard, Mr. Zeng, who has been obsessed with mathematics education all his life, overwhelmed his anger for a moment, coughed, said "listen to the class carefully", and swallowed back a series of educational words he had prepared.

Originally, everyone would only occasionally discuss a few words about the only foreigner on campus-dressing in foreign style, good-looking clothes, not repeating the same every day.But after this time, the "outsider with foreign style" has gained another nickname-"Outsider Scholar".

The handsome white throwing arc throws an arc that everyone is looking for, and the reputation of the "non-learned and skilled" out-of-town school master has since grown.

No, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the teacher had just left. A chubby guy who couldn't even bear the burden of fat squinted his eyes and led a few classmates with the same expression on his face flatteringly. Lei's small deskmate was squeezed out.Several people formed a circle around Meng Lei who was studying and reading... Under the heavy siege, Meng Lei couldn't get out with his long legs, and he was too lazy to talk to them, so he could only let them go.

The little fat man is short and fat, with a lot of oil and water in his head, and his words and deeds are also leadership style.Everyone was chattering and chatting, but seeing that Meng Lei didn't respond, he shouted "Quiet!", which shocked Meng Lei, who was writing the question, to stop writing.

Just about to have a fit, the fat man introduced himself: "Hello, Meng Lei, my name is Wu Piao, oh, it's that... Piao who floats up."

Perhaps because he has never really communicated with outsiders, Wu Piao's Mandarin is as "unrealistic" as his name.

Meng Lei raised his eyelids a little, glanced at this classmate named Wu Piao, and thought, how heavy is this?

Wu Piao laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. Meng Lei put away the phrase "Don't disturb me" and nodded to him, which means he heard it.

Although the top student from other places responded indifferently, it did not affect Wu Piao's enthusiasm at all, and introduced the "little brothers" who came with him one by one.

Pointing to a skinny guy: "This skinny guy is Zhang Shao." Then pointing to another baby-faced person with a silly smile: "That fool is called Li Ming. This tall guy...well, not as tall as you, His name is Zhou Bing, and that little man's name is Zhang Zhixing."

Before Meng Lei could speak, the deskmate introduced himself from behind: "My name is Wang Wei!"

Meng Lei nodded expressionlessly and replied, "Meng Lei."

Wu Piao laughed: "Haha, we all know you, but you don't know us."

Meng Lei didn't know how to answer, and didn't intend to answer.

Meng Lei was silent, and the surroundings became quiet. Everyone may have realized that the atmosphere was a bit awkward at this time, and tried to find a topic.

Just as Meng Lei continued to pick up his pen and prepare to write extracurricular tutoring questions, Wu Piao yelled out again: "Hey! Look, where are those two people dating? Are they puppy love? Do you want to tell the teacher? "

Maybe Wu Piao's voice was too loud for people to ignore, Meng Lei turned his head and looked over while still holding a pen in his hand.

By the small river outside the window, a boy in school uniform and a girl with ponytails were standing with their backs to the sixth grade classroom.From time to time, the girl would secretly look up at the boy next to her, but the boy kept looking at something in front of her seriously.

Because his back was facing Meng Lei, he didn't see what that person looked like, and he didn't know what he was looking at so seriously that he didn't seem to feel the girl's gaze on him at all.

Meng Lei suddenly wanted to know what he was looking at, and just as he put down his pen, he saw the man leave the girl behind and leave alone, without even turning his face slightly.

Meng Lei, who inherited his father's long legs, had never experienced the experience of "age determines height". He ignored the boy's stature and subconsciously asked, "How do you know he is from junior high school?"

Wu Piao finally found a topic that Xueba was interested in, and replied excitedly: "I don't know if you are from out of town. We only have school uniforms for junior high school students here. Besides, how can elementary school students be so tall..." Then, Wu Piao Showing that flattering face again, he laughed: "Hey, you are an exception, classmate Meng."

Meng Lei didn't speak, but picked up the pen.

The king at the same table had a pointed face and a slender toothpick body, but his mouth was very round. He said, "Hey...why did he leave alone without the girls? He hasn't had class yet!"

"Skinny" Zhang Shao answered, "Hey? Is that boy "brought up" in the third year of junior high school?"

After Meng Lei heard this address, he stopped writing again and asked, "Brought up?"

Before Zhang Shao could speak, Wang Wei answered: "Listen to my brother, his name is Dai Fei, and he is the top student in my brother's class. He was supposed to be the class monitor, but he didn't want to."

Meng Lei was still thinking about that address: "You asked him to bring him up because his surname is Dai?"

Wu Piao laughed loudly: "Haha, of course not! He..." Perhaps having received Meng Lei's frown, Wu Piao calmed down and said, "Cough...because he is someone else's child, he can't If you are raised by your own family, you can only help others to raise them!"

The class bell rang, and Wu Piao, who was about to share gossip secrets with the foreign student, and a group of staff were urged back. Everyone had to sit back in their seats, and honestly took their books to prepare for class.

Meng Lei soon forgot about this little episode, and no one remembered the gossip that was not shared last time after everyone passed the state of mind at that time.

After this initial acquaintance, Wu Piao and others boasted that "outsider scholars are very familiar with us", regardless of Meng Lei's expressionless and silent face, they dragged Meng Lei to the middle school playground to follow the class Fuck.

In the large square where primary and secondary schools are mixed together, those junior high school students wearing blue and white school uniforms at a higher level, learned from the "fan group" of Xueba that this tall foreigner is the one who solved the difficult problem of Teacher Zeng. The junior student of the Olympiad.

As a result, the outsider Xueba fan group in the back row gradually poured in some scumbag-level seniors from the middle school next door who came here to hold their thighs.

As soon as the get out of class was over, the fans would still squeeze over. Meng Lei gradually got used to this group of people watching, and under his stop, the same table was not squeezed out anymore.

Looking at the small river outside the window every day, seeing those low-grade children rolling on the ground, practicing calligraphy with books upright, and occasionally listening to the content that needs to be reviewed, the time passed was not as difficult as imagined.

Soon, the mid-term exam of the sixth grade was coming. The class flower and Chinese class representative blushed and shouldered the entrustment of the Chinese teacher to come to make up lessons for Meng Lei, who was a bit partial. Meng Lei said calmly, "No, I will take the No. 1."

This is not bragging. Yao Fangyu hopes that her son will become a success. Apart from various extracurricular tutoring classes, there is also a home tutor. There is even a bookshelf in the bedroom, which is filled with all kinds of textbooks. Yes, what Mother Meng means is that it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will always understand in the future, preview in advance.

Heavy schoolbags and full tutoring classes... A series of high-intensity studies have filled the brain of an elementary school student with knowledge that only junior high school students can learn. For a mobile storage with such a large brain capacity, Ku, Meng Lei lived up to expectations and became a top student at a first-class excellent school in Tanzhou.

Banhua had no choice but to convey the words to the Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher thought about it and didn't care about him anymore.

The mid-term exam of the sixth grade is coming soon, and Meng Lei once again saw the wonder of these two "next-door neighbors".

There are very few classrooms in Shuguang Primary School. Although there are only 57 students in a sixth-grade class, the exam seat allocation for one person per table is simply not enough for Shuguang Primary School, which has only seven classrooms plus the children's class.

So, for the first time, Meng Lei knew that there was another kind of magical operation called—the schoolmates take the exam and the schoolmates go on vacation.

Looking at the junior high school seniors who came to show off to him that they were going to have a holiday and wished him good grades in the exam, Meng Lei did not frown for the first time, and thought in his heart that if this system was implemented in schools across the country, it would definitely cause endless troubles. Mathematics teacher's love for students.

Therefore, on the day of the sixth grade exam, the first day of junior high school was given a day off - because the classroom was to be lent to the students for the exam.

Meng Lei's exam seat was allocated near the window, and he could see the spacious and clean playground even though it was uneven.

Meng Lei had already written all the answers in less time. After checking, he was about to lean back, but he remembered that this was a stool that he couldn’t fall back, so he could only put down the pen, propped his forehead, and went to the playground in boredom. look over.

On the playground stood a crude basketball hoop that was not stable enough to stand on. A closer look showed that the iron rods on it had been painted off, and the four "mouth"-shaped garden irons that were close to the ground were pressed by several large stones.

Meng Lei frowned again, which he hadn't wrinkled for a long time.

Unable to read and unable to practice handwriting, Meng Lei was about to stand up and hand in the paper when he saw a boy in school uniform coming out from the side, with his back turned to him and walking towards the teacher's office building opposite.

Although his back was facing him, Meng Lei could tell from his white sleeve that this person's school uniform was very clean.

From the thin back, it can be judged that he didn't wear many layers of clothes inside.

For some reason, he kept his head slightly lowered, and only raised his head when a classmate greeted him.

The familiar "don't look sideways and don't turn your head"... Meng Lei remembered that this was the "brought up" senior who had a puppy/love last time, but Meng Lei felt that he should not have a puppy/love.

When it was time to turn in the test paper, Meng Lei looked away and handed the test paper to the teacher. When he turned around, the man had disappeared.

After the exam, the results were not released early in the morning. Instead, they were announced together with the results of the junior high school seniors who took the exam a few days later in front of the teaching building of Sunshine Middle School—the campus honor list.

On the day when the results were announced, Meng Lei was turning on his MP3 player and listening to music with headphones, when Wu Piao and his team pushed him to the front of the honor list.

Following the high-profile shouts of the "fans", "Let's go, let's go, Xueba is here!" The crowd in front of the glory list retreated to both sides.Meng Lei glanced at the red paper calmly, and his name was at the top of the top 20 list in the sixth grade.

Meng Lei said "Let's go" to Wu Piao, who was flaunting that the top student and his buddies were buddies, and was about to leave.At this moment, the whispers from the two girls next to him made Meng Lei stop raising his feet.

A schoolgirl wearing a school uniform with a red bow hairpin next to her bangs said mockingly in her voice, "Hey! That wild kid is still No. 1, but it's useless to study well. He has no mother or father."

Another girl who was also wearing a school uniform had a ponytail and interrupted softly: "Don't talk about him like that, Dai Fei worked very hard, it's his mother's fault, he doesn't want to, don't talk like that, too It's ugly."

The senior sister who issued the bow tie heard the words of the classmate next to her, and immediately pinched her face with her hand: "Oh, I know you have a crush on him, so I just say that and you feel bad about him, right? I won't say it at all... ..."

Meng Lei remembered that this was the last time the girl stood there silently peeking at the senior.

For some reason, Meng Lei, who never liked to comment on girls' looks, took a second look at the girl with ponytails.

She is not a good-looking type, but she has a little baby fat on her face, and she is round and cute.

I don't know if it was pinched by my classmate or because of shyness, that round face was blushing, touched the cheek that was pinched by the classmate, and said in a low voice: "Why, don't talk nonsense, I just think they are all in the same class. Yes, he is so humble and treats everyone well, how can you be like others, so to say that he..."

The girl with the bow tie took her arm and twisted her body: "Ouch, it's okay, I get it, don't say he is, don't be angry!"

The ponytail girl was about to say something, but her classmate suddenly pointed to the right, and then grabbed her hand and whispered excitedly: "Hey! He's here! Do you want to go over and congratulate him? Maybe he I like you as soon as I'm happy?! Hehe... Let's go, go, go quickly!"

The girl with the ponytail immediately turned red even at the base of her ears, and ignored her classmates who were about to pull her there, turned around and left.The girl with the bow tie could only chase after her, and Meng Lei could only hear the girl whispering "Don't talk nonsense" as she walked.

Meng Lei, who is very precocious in his heart, doesn't know why he eavesdropped on the two senior girls who are just in love here, and he doesn't know why he stopped, and he doesn't know that he has already looked in the direction of the senior sister waving her hand. ...

Among the crowd a few meters away, a teenager in a blue and white school uniform was looking at the honor roll in front of him.

The students who watched the excitement gradually dispersed, only a few people who came late were still there, pointing and discussing a few words from time to time, only he stood there quietly and said nothing, as if he was looking at the name on it, It also seemed to be in a daze, motionless.

Standing to his left, Meng Lei thought to himself, this senior is indeed as seen from the back... a bit thin.

Maybe it's because he thinks he did well in the exam, the curvature of the corner of his mouth... It can be seen that he is smiling, maybe it's a little cold, and his back is slightly bowed.

Meng Lei took a look, put on the earphones, and turned his head to take a second look.

Meng Lei, who was only wearing two pieces of clothes, thought to himself, why does he wear so little? Do all the seniors like to play handsome so much?

Frowning, Meng Lei couldn't help looking over again, and saw that he put his hands in front of his mouth and exhaled. After receiving the heat, he rubbed his hands back and forth, and stopped after a few cycles.

Before Meng Lei could look away, he turned around... This time, Meng Lei saw his face.

The skin on his face is fairer and tenderer than any boy I've seen here, but it's not a sick/morbid complexion, it seems... like the fairness of ancient scholars on TV.

The tip of her nose was a little red from the cold, and she looked a little...cute.

His mouth is the kind of lips with raised corners, Meng Lei thinks he was not smiling just now.

The person who turned around happened to see Meng Lei who was looking at him with his hands in his pockets and earphones...

The eyes of the two people met like this...

On the fair skin, those obsidian black eyes made Meng Lei forget for a moment, he should look away...

The songs in the MP3 suddenly fell silent, wondering if it was time to change the tune.

Then, Meng Lei heard his own heartbeat, the sound of the wind on the playground, and the senior said with a smile: "It's time for class."

Meng Lei walked over to where the person was standing just now, and on the list of the third graders in the Honor Roll, he saw the name at the top of the list: Dai Fei.