Chapter 11: Dapeng rises with the wind one day!
As of September, all high school students have begun to return to school one after another.
In the face of the surge of pedestrian traffic, the Yang family's four-way restaurant unexpectedly did not open today.
Yang Hanyou and his wife accompanied Yang Qing and came to the school to sign up together.
After all, it was the third year of high school, and in the southwest basin of that era, the saying that the college entrance examination changed fate was still regarded as a guideline.
Yang Hanyou and Xia Hui are naturally not exempt from vulgarity.
Although their son's grades have always been their proud capital, it is really at the juncture of the college entrance examination, and it is a lie to say that they are not worried.
"Look at this kid, he doesn't have the consciousness of the third year of high school at all!"
"Every day, I don't know what is going on in his head?"
Seeing Yang Qingshi walk into the school, Yang Hanyou muttered with some emotion.
Originally, he didn't have much hope for his restaurant, just hoping to support his family and survive until he retired.
Unexpectedly, after some changes in Yang Qingshi, in just one week, the business has undergone a qualitative change by leaps and bounds.
The income brought by Yang Hanyou has made Yang Hanyou like a cloud to this day, as if it is extremely unreal.
"With Qingzi's grades, it is not difficult to be admitted to university. ”
"No matter what he's thinking, I just want him to be healthy and happy. ”
Xia Hui looked at her son's figure gradually moving away, and suddenly her nose was a little pantothenic.
From babbling when I was just born, to growing up at the beginning of my youth, I have to feel that the power of time is so magical.
"You're just too used to him. ”
"It's obviously his own business, so why do you have to take away 20% of the shares?
Yang Hanyou complained with some dissatisfaction.
Looking at the dense crowd of people around him, he suddenly felt a pain in his flesh.
With so many people, if you open your doors for business today, I am afraid that there will be twice as many diners as before!
"You have a childish personality, when can you change it? Without your son's advice, your store would have been closed long ago. ”
"Besides, you didn't look at Liu Gang, and took out a hundred percent of the shares that came again, and gave them directly to Qingzi for free?"
Xia Hui was quite dissatisfied with her husband's complaints.
In fact, there is a common characteristic of mothers in the world, and there is no one who is not a calf protector.
Your own children, you can say whatever you want, when others talk irresponsible and point fingers, then you must be tough and tough with you to the end!
"I'm afraid the old thing is crazy. ”
"If a child is from a family and gives him so much money, how will we discipline him in the future?"
After all, when he was out of the house, and people came and went, Lao Yang naturally refused to be easily embarrassed by his daughter-in-law.
The dead duck has to carry it with a hard mouth, and he will go home in a monstrous flood?
"Son, it's not something we can discipline. ”
Faced with Yang Hanyou's overflowing self-esteem, Xia Hui just sneered, and rarely did not refute.
It seems that overnight, her son has grown up and become sensible, although she doesn't know what happened, but she sees all the changes in Yang Qingshi's eyes bit by bit.
Jiangchang Middle School is the only high school in the entire Jiangyin town, although it is not very good, but it also belongs to the middle and upper reaches.
Xia Hui is just an ordinary English teacher in a local junior high school.
The limited resources that could help my son were exhausted as early as elementary and junior high school.
However, she still believes that Dapeng will rise with the wind one day and soar up to 90,000 miles.
The early morning sun broke through the clouds and cast a dazzling glow......
And at this moment, Yang Qingshi played with Liu Lei all the way, and soon came to the class.
Two classes in three years.
Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces around him, the corners of Yang Qingshi's mouth couldn't help but outline a trace of arc.
Most of these people have never been seen again after the college entrance examination, so that in the end, they were completely cut off.
Now goodbye, as if you are in another world, you are indeed in a different world.
"Qingzi, hurry up and copy your homework for me!"
"I still have a few papers to finish, and Zhang Sanmad will come to collect his homework later. ”
As soon as Yang Qingshi sat down, his table mate couldn't wait to come over.
"Zhang San is crazy?"
"You dare not finish his homework, are you afraid that your life is too big?"
Yang Qingshi smiled dumbly, his tablemate was named Hong Yao, a typical emphasis on literature and light reasoning.
This guy wanted to take the path of liberal arts, but he was forced by his parents to study science under the pretext of inaction as a college major.
"Don't laugh at me as a scumbag, you scholar. ”
"It's not that you don't know what I'm doing, I still know about the hook three strands, four mysteries, and five, but the trigonometric function is too bad!"
Hong Yao cried with a sad face, found a few scrolls in a panic, and then began to bury his head in copying.
It's not that he doesn't want to learn, it's that he really can't learn!
"Stop talking nonsense, copy it quickly!"
"If Zhang Sanmad really finds out that you haven't finished your homework, then you really have to bear it. ”
Yang Qingshi forced a smile and helped him sort out his homework one by one.
Zhang Yanhua, their math teacher and homeroom teacher at the time of Yang Qingshi, was known throughout the town for being strict and unsmiling.
Three times a day, in the morning, noon and evening, I will appear at the door of the back door of the classroom on time to observe the learning of the students in the class.
So the people on the rivers and lakes gave him a nickname, Zhang San was crazy.
Just when these familiar feelings returned to Yang Qingshi's body little by little, a beating ponytail suddenly broke into his sight.
Deng Min!
"Yang Qingshi, I don't know how many physics questions, can you help me talk about them?"
Amid the joking boos of the people around him, Deng Min timidly walked up to Yang Qingshi, his cheeks slightly red.
Looking at this face that gradually became clearer, Yang Qingshi was slightly distracted, and countless fragments burst out of his mind again.
To do whatever you want is frivolous, and to be unguarded is to be sad.
"Hey, Aoko, why are you in a daze?"
"People talk to you!"
Liu Lei rushed forward with a wicked smile and pushed Yang Qingshi hard.
Anyway, his homework is written and copied, and now there is no pressure, even Zhang Sanmad can't pick his handle.
"Go! It's none of your business, don't make a mess. ”
was pushed by Liu Lei, Yang Qingshi recovered, and smiled helplessly in his heart.
originally thought that his cultivation of King Kong was not bad, but who would have thought that he would really lose his mind in an instant at this moment.
"It's going to be complicated to solve, and my mechanics aren't particularly good. ”
"Do you want to wait a while for everyone to ask the teacher together?"
Yang Qingshi turned his head and smiled gently at Deng Min, but his tone was somewhat rusty.
The relationship between the two has been close to each other before, and the layer of window paper has never been pierced.
Now Yang Qingshi didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, so he simply made his attitude clear in public.
"Huh, even you find it difficult?"
Deng Min showed a stunned expression, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Yang Qingshi's words.
Then he smiled lightly, showing two cute dimples, "Then let's go to the teacher together for advice!"