"Bang!"

What Shi Qinghai saw was a child going to school alone with a schoolbag on his back, and the roads around him were plastered with notes insulting him.

The senior students bullied him, the students in the same grade looked down on him, and the junior students also hid from him.

The child goes to and from class alone, and he doesn't fit in with the partners around him.

He wanted to fit in with the group, but all he got was teasing and even beating him again and again.

His parents didn't know about it, or even if they did, they wouldn't have cared in the slightest.

It's okay for a little kid to make a little fuss.

When he got home, what awaited him was always his mother's urging to read and his father's loud warning slapping on the table.

Sometimes my father would get angry and give him a slap in the face.

The child can only stand silently in front of his parents, and when they say they can go, the child can walk away quietly.

At other times, the sound of the parents arguing can be heard clearly through the room to the ears of the children.

The child has no choice but to endure it silently.

The one who can accompany him is a tanuki cat.

Children play with the cat every day, give it food, and carry it into the bed to sleep together.

He loves cats and the feeling of being with them.

But every time the father finds out sleeping with the cat, not only the child will be beaten, but the tanuki cat will also be whipped with a bamboo pole.

One day, the tanuki gave birth.

The child was worried that it was not nutritious, so he put a dozen dried oysters for the cat to eat.

The tanuki cat didn't eat it, and the dried oysters in front of it were neatly arranged, and it was quickly discovered by his father who woke up the next day.

The father was furious, unscrewed the door of the child's room, slapped him twice, and told him to throw all the cat's children into the river and drown.

The child could only tremble and cry silently.

It can't do anything.

Luckily, he had a tanuki with him.

Time calmed down for a while.

One day, when a child was feeding meat to a raccoon cat, his left index finger was accidentally bitten by a raccoon cat.

Although the wound was not large, it was indeed bleeding.

The child was frightened for a day, and finally feared that he would be infected with rabies, so he told his mother about it.

Mom's face changed all of a sudden.

My father, who had just returned from farm work, also knew.

To get vaccinated, it is a consumption of more than 200 yuan, which is a large expenditure for the original family.

For my father, his two days of hard work to go out and bask in the sun were in vain!

The father had a cold face and didn't speak, but just lowered his head and grabbed the tanuki cat that was still sleeping in the nest, and then smashed it down!

"Aim!"

The tanuki let out a terrible cry and got up to escape.

The father didn't let him go, and ran over and kicked the tanuki out with a hard kick!

The tanuki's head smashed against the white wall,

All of a sudden, there was no sound.

The world of children is devoid of color.

Things didn't take any turn for the better, and the child went to junior high school.

He became a teenager.

After junior high school, the teenager learned his lesson, and he didn't want to be the one who was bullied forever.

He learned to swear, he learned to smoke, he learned to show a fierce face to others.

Although he was small in stature, with his compelling momentum, he still stood a place in the class.

Those bad students didn't dare to bully him, and even called him brother and sister, and asked him to smoke.

The boy's heart was resistant, but his hand involuntarily took it.

A happy smile appeared on his face.

I can finally stop being bullied.

......

One day after school, the eldest of the class told him to stay after school and go to beat people together.

The boy was stunned and agreed to the request.

It's a chance to prove yourself.

The bell rang for the end of class, the teacher left, and the classmates left.

The classroom was empty, and a student sat alone, silently sorting out his school bag.

The boy walked in with the eldest of the class.

A dozen men surrounded the student in the corner.

The boss said: "Shi Weifeng, you start the cannon." ”

The boy nodded, and walked out of the crowd with a blank face.

He can't show any timid and hesitant expression, otherwise he may be beaten next time.

The boy glanced at the student.

Clearly, the boy saw his own shadow in the student.

The student's timid gaze made him unbearable.

But there is no way.

He didn't want to be bullied.

"Smack!"

The sound of crisp slaps resounded throughout the classroom, and then more than a dozen people gathered around.

In the confusion, the index finger of the young man's left hand was grabbed by the student, and the young man angrily wanted to pull it out, but what he heard was a crisp "click" sound.

And then

The boy's hand was broken.

The teachers came, the parents came, and the dean came.

The school held a very serious meeting to warn students not to bully others.

Nine years of compulsory education, the school can't expel those students.

The turmoil passed.

Because of the broken hand, the boy was not bullied even if he had less contact with those bad students.

That summer, the teenager went to Quangang to tutor in English.

When he needed to go out, his mother bought him a mobile phone, a Nokia 2610, which could simply access the Internet.

At that time, the network was 2G, called Monternet.

The teenager tutors during the day and surfs secretly at night while sleeping.

He drove a 200m traffic package.

Then, an ad appeared in front of him.

This is a novel, and it is also the first novel that a teenager has ever read.

"The Legend of the Evil God on Campus"

A poor boy named Lin Xie was hit by an extraterrestrial meteorite, and since then he has started to reverse his life and vowed to be the overlord of the campus!

The boy fell in love with the novel at once, and he read it with fascination.

He had been reading this novel all summer, and when he was done, he was moving on to another novel.

One novel after another was quietly read by teenagers in countless summer nights.

The boy is also completely immersed in the world of fiction.

He likes the world.

When he got home, his parents took his calling card, but the phone was left with him.

The teenager did not hesitate and bought a card for himself at the local business office.

Thirty yuan, you can also have three months of super QQ.

The teenager continued to stay up late reading novels, and his grades plummeted.

His classmates said he was a weirdo, and his parents were worried that he didn't go out all day, saying he already had autism.

His mother even said to the teenager very seriously, do you want to take you to the hospital?

The boy said no, you give me ten more dollars.

Because the traffic for reading novels has been used up, the teenager went to charge the phone bill and continued to buy the traffic package.

His mother did not refuse his request.

The boy continued to read the novel.

Before he knew it, the boy had changed back to what he was when he was a child.

He's on his own.

But the boy completely ignored it, he was already completely addicted.

This is the world he wants, this is the world he likes!

Sometimes, when he sees some other novels, he will dislike the author.

It's so badly written, I can do it too.

Maybe it's just a short mention, maybe it's just a fleeting thought.

What awaits the teenager is the urgent third year of junior high school, the academic performance that can not be concealed at last, and an urgent parent-teacher meeting.

But no matter what, it is like having a seed, inadvertently, quietly buried in the soil of the growth of teenagers.

Maybe it will bloom, maybe it will die.

For many silent nights, the white walls turned black, and the stream next to the house gurgled in the water.

Time is walking slowly according to its established rules.

The young man opened his eyes and looked at the darkness, and his gaze seemed to be through these white walls and black tiles.

This thought reappeared in my heart-

Perhaps, I'm on, I'm really good.