“...... Hey, stinky boy, wake up, why are you dizzy again......"

Smack!

“...... Wake up, don't give me this ...... to play dead."

“...... I can't stand it just like this, it's really bad for me......"

......

Xu Pingfan is a student in the first year of high school at Nanqiao Middle School in Jishan City, Wuji Province. There are a few good buddies in the class, who usually play basketball with nothing to do, talk about the good-looking girls I met on the way to the cafeteria, talk about which teacher said what golden sentences, and what funny things I did.

A student who has just entered high school, he is already doing a good job of integrating into the group. The transformation of many adolescent children begins in high school, with the guidance of teachers, the guidance of parents, and their own perceptions, each of which plays a vital role in a person's growth.

Xu Pingfan is a little worse than others.

Few teachers like him, because his grades are very ordinary, there are a total of forty people in the class, he is always ranked in the twenties and thirties, and he has never changed, unless he suddenly opens up one day, or the teacher's question is on the idea, so he can get a dozen places. A teacher once taunted him and said, "Except for the front and back in the line, you are the most stable in the class." ”

Xu Pingfan was not less angry because of this.

Xu Pingfan didn't know where his parents, grandparents and grandparents had gone since he could remember, he once thought that even if I had a third uncle and four aunts, it would be fine, but no one who was related to him by blood had ever found him and wanted to take him in and take care of him. What he didn't know was that before his loved ones left, he left him a deposit of 100,000 yuan and a house in the neighborhood opposite his high school. Although the house is not very large, it is also 80 square meters, which also allows him to go home faster after school and enjoy his time.

Xu Pingfan often lies in bed looking at the ceiling, with his hands behind his head and his feet crossed, thinking about why many of his memories of his pre-junior high school years have disappeared. All he remembered was that he studied at school, messed around with a bunch of friends after school, and was called home for dinner.

He tried countless times to remember who his name was, but every time he thought of that moment, it was like a green vegetable with water going down into an oil pot, and the sound of a bang brought his mind back to reality, and he could no longer remember it that day.

He's ordinary, but he's not stupid. On the contrary, these years of independent living experience have made him more mature than most of his peers, and his mood is more calm, and sometimes he can be called "someone else's child" in this regard.

Regarding his memory, he also understands that there were devices to erase memories in movies more than ten or twenty years ago, and is it completely impossible for such a thing to appear today with the rapid development of science and technology? What's more, isn't it a coincidence that as his memories disappear, his relatives also disappear? This is probably the direct cause of his memory having to be deleted.

He understands that maybe at some point in his life, these memories will be unsealed, he may be reunited with his family, and he may touch some secrets that he wants to know. However, everything is about going with the flow, and blindly pursuing success is often half the effort.

Fortunately, there are studies involved in him now, so these things cannot become a problem that hinders his life.

"Brother, why are you stunned here?"

"Hey, it's okay, I'm just thinking about it. Xu Pingfan replied.

"Hey, by the way, I said Komatsu, why are you so idle to observe me?"

"I said Brother Fan, can you not entertain me, I didn't see that I still have a few papers in my hand that I haven't written, this Friday is going to be a monthly exam, today Tuesday, I have to add some oil, can't I always be behind you every time?"

Xiao Song's full name is Tian Song, and he and Xu Pingfan have been classmates since junior high school. At that time, Xu Pingfan spent money to go to Nanqiao High School, the best in the district, by one point, while Tian Song entered the school through his artistic expertise. Although he is not very serious in his studies, his grades do not belong to the ranks of poor students.

"Yo, you kid also has an enlightened day, why didn't you work hard in the previous monthly exam?" Xu Pingfan said slightly.

"Have you forgotten? After the monthly exam, the next week is the spring outing! Aren't you excited?" Tian Song glared at his big eyes, looked at Xu Pingfan, and said excitedly.

"I said big brother, what's so exciting about this, isn't it just a spring outing, and it's not like going out to play for a week, I get up earlier in the morning than school, and I come back in the afternoon, what's so fun." Xu Pingfan looked at Tian Song with disdain.

"Fan, think about it again, do you think it's the spring outing that attracts you, or something else?"

"Oh yes, you don't say I forgot, it turns out that I was trying to find an excuse to play with Fan Ying, hahahaha. ”

It was Wang Xiao who spoke just now, and he and Xu Pingfan are close friends. Although the two have not known each other for a long time, the two hit it off at first sight, as if they had been friends for many years, and there are not many secrets between them.

"You two are really enough, it's okay to be quiet, two big brothers, I beg you!" Tian Song looked at Xu Pingfan and Wang Xiao who were sitting at the front and back tables with a nervous face, and turned his head from time to time to look in the direction of Fan Ying, afraid that Fan Ying would hear it.

"Let's think about the monthly exam first, I don't have any problems with this science, I'm really worried about this large number of liberal arts," Xu Pingfan held his cheeks, looked at the historical notes on the table with a sad face, and said angrily, "No way, who made me lazy, I know that I'm not stupid, I just don't like to use my brain, what's the way, alas." ”

Wang Xiao turned her head from the front table, picked up one of the books piled up as high as a hill on Xu Pingfan's table, and patted Xu Pingfan's head. Xu Pingfan stretched out his hand to snatch it back, and the flexible book flew up and down in Wang Xiao's hands like a monkey shuttling through the forest, as if he had a short life at this moment.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, I can't get you every time. Xu Pingfan waved his fist forward twice weakly and said helplessly.

"I said you're enough, it's just a monthly exam, when are you in the bottom of the ranks? Besides, you don't have a good test and you don't fall behind, unlike me, if you don't study hard, you will be beaten by my father. Wang Xiao turned sideways, his left arm rested on Xu Pingfan's table, his head half rested on his shoulder, and his eyes were full of faint sadness.

"Cut, I wish someone could take care of me so I don't have to worry about myself, but I'm too tired. ”

"I think you just have a problem, people are thinking about how not to let your parents take care of it, you are begging to be managed, otherwise I will be affected by being your father, what do you think, hahaha. ”

"Go, go, what should you do, look at you like that, as if you have suffered a lot. Yo, the head teacher is here, turn around, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Xu Pingfan looked at Wang Xiao with a cheap face, and said anxiously.

"I've seen it for a long time, why are you in a hurry all day long. ”