"Kui Yong, Kui Yuan, second brother, eldest sister, little sister, it's almost time to get up, and if you can't afford it, you'll be late." The dilapidated and dirty courtyard was filled with the smoke of coal stoves, and the yard was full of shouting, splashing water when the door was opened, and the sound of washing. BJ's morning fog has not yet cleared, and the courtyard is alive, adults are busy going to work, children are busy going to school, aunts and daughters-in-law are preparing breakfast and cleaning the house. Li Kuiyong's house is in the courtyard of Nanheng Street in Xuanwu District, a family of five or six people lives in two rooms, the kitchen is privately built in the courtyard, and the toilet can only go to the public toilet outside, and washing is in the pool in the courtyard, and there are many people in the morning. This condition is already good for Li Kuiyong's father, according to his statement, there is a house to live in, food and food, all thanks to the blessings of the Communist Party and ***, and it is necessary to put it on hold before the liberation, and none of the children can support it.

Li Kuiyong shuttled through the tortuous and crowded alleys with his younger brothers and sisters, nibbling on the pancakes prepared by his mother in the morning, and hurried to school. Finally entered the school and finished cleaning the bagan area, Li Kuiyong sat in the classroom sweating profusely and read in the morning, he was relatively strong and tall and sat in the last row, and the previous table transfer left a vacant seat next to him.

At this time, the head teacher walked in, led a boy, and stood on the podium, "Students are quiet, delay a little time, this is a new classmate, called Zhong Yuemin, who has come to our class this semester." The head teacher pressed his hand down and said, then turned to Zhong Yuemin and said, "Yuemin, you can introduce yourself." ”

Zhong Yuemin wrote his name on the blackboard, turned around and said: "Hello classmates, my little brother's name is Zhong Yuemin, I studied in Nanjing before, and I am new to Nanjing, please take care of it and make progress together." When the classmates in the class heard him speak Jianghu dialect, they burst into laughter, thinking that this classmate must be an old oilman, not a serious person.

The head teacher was a little crying and laughing, feeling that this child was very different from other children of the same age, and other students were blowing up outside the school, no one dared to joke on this occasion, thinking that the children in the compound were not afraid of life, so they had to wave their hands: "You grow tall, you sit in the last row, just sit next to Li Kuiyong." ”

Li Kuiyong felt very happy, the same table had been empty for a semester, and no one spoke in class, so a very interesting classmate happened to come and help Zhong Yuemin wipe the table. Zhong Yuemin looked at Li Kuiyong, who looked similar to the one on TV, a miniature version, stocky, stout, with a forehead like a wooden fish and a thick head, this is "Zhong Yuemin's" lifelong friend, even if he is difficult, he wants to pull Zhong Yuemin's brother. Zhong Yuemin stretched out his hand and said, "Zhong Yuemin, your name is Li Kuiyong, we met for the first time today, shake hands and get to know each other." Li Kuiyong was a little stunned when he met someone who wanted to hold hands with him for the first time, wiped his hand on his pants, held Zhong Yuemin's hand and said: "Li Kuiyong, I am Li Kuiyong, I also feel in love when I see you today, just like I knew each other before, we will be friends from now on." ”

Zhong Yuemin finally met the first "old man", and then started a boring primary school career, you want a college student to go to primary school again, how boring do you feel, so Zhong Yuemin can only have fun by himself and read novels. Read all kinds of novels, modern and ancient, Chinese and English, domestic and foreign, anyway, he Lao Tzu is a senior national cadre, you can get all kinds of books for him to read. Slowly, the classmates in the class knew that he was a weirdo, he read extracurricular books and slept in class, went to the toilet after class, and sat in the back of the classroom without any sense of existence, and usually talked to Li Kuiyong and Zhong Yuemin.

"Yuemin, is there a villain book, is there a Water Margin?" Li Kuiyong didn't understand the math class in this class, and felt a little bored, so he poked Zhong Yuemin and whispered. "No, what's so good about the villain's book, does the Count of Monte Cristo read it?" "What to talk about, is there a martial arts?" "Martial arts? This is much more interesting than martial arts, it tells the story of Monte Cristo being framed and imprisoned, and then running out of trouble to become the count's revenge, and the danger is full ......of dangers" Zhong Yuemin was a little excited when he talked about this, and the movement was a little bigger, and he suddenly found that the teacher was no longer lecturing, and the classmates all turned to look at him. Zhong Yuemin scratched his head, "I'm sorry teacher, you continue to class, let's pay attention next time." Zhong Yuemin wanted to be sloppy. The mathematics teacher's surname is Yuan, a serious and old-fashioned old man, and he can't see that the students are not serious, and he is still flamboyant, patted the podium and said: "You two stand up, don't study hard, and disturb other students, how will you build the motherland in the future and contribute to the cause of socialism?" Li Kuiyong cried with a sad face when he heard it, his father believed that filial piety under the stick would not be successful, and the next boiler worker's thunderbolt slap would not escape. Zhong Yuemin glanced at Li Kuiyong, turned his mind and said: "Teacher, you just spare us, my father is a worker, if you take a day off, you will deduct one day's wages, and there will be no food at home, and it will delay your contribution to national construction, do you say!" Teacher Yuan also felt that the punishment was a little heavier when he heard it, and nodded and said: "What you said also makes a little sense, you come up and do this question, if you do it right, forget it, if you don't do it right, you can do it yourself." "Hey, good!" Zhong Yue Minle was broken, and there was a chase and encounter problem on the blackboard: there was a road between the east and west that was 217.5 kilometers long, and car A was traveling from east to west at a speed of 25 kilometers per hour, and after 1.5 hours, car B set off from the west, and after another 3 hours, the two cars were still 15 kilometers apart. How many kilometers does car B travel per hour? This question is a bit difficult for fourth-grade students, and the math teacher is also trying to expand it for students who are interested in mathematics. Zhong Yuemin ran to the stage, and he finished writing with a brush, and the answer was 30 kilometers per hour.

Teacher Yuan was a little surprised, this student slept in class, never listened well, and always wrote an answer to homework as if it was copied, but he didn't expect this problem to be made without getting stuck. "Zhong Yuemin, you tell your classmates about this question. "Oh, teacher, I did this~~" Zhong Yuemin crackled and talked about several methods, in simple terms, drawing pictures and examples, and the following students woke up for a while: "Oh~ It turned out to be like this." ”

Zhong Yuemin's mouth was dry, and he looked at the math teacher: "Teacher, do you think this is okay, don't invite parents." "No, no, it seems that you haven't wasted time in your spare time, you understand this question so thoroughly, have you been studying the following courses by yourself?" Teacher Yuan was very happy to find a good seedling. Zhong Yuemin knew that the old man had misunderstood as soon as he heard it, but he was not wrong, Chen Shu had indeed learned the back, so he could only nod. Teacher Yuan was very satisfied, so he asked the two of them to sit down and let Zhong Yuemin go to the office after school.

Finally got out of class, Li Kuiyong looked at Zhong Yuemin with a look of admiration: "Yuemin, you are too powerful, you can answer such a difficult question, not to mention that I will understand it as soon as you talk about it, unlike Teacher Yuan's ink blot for half a day and a book from heaven." "Haha, it's too simple. "Hey, I really can't feel proud in front of Li Kuiyong, a math idiot, it's too unchallenging. Li Kuiyong said seriously: "Yue Min, thank you, otherwise Old Man Yuan would have been beaten to death if he brought my father here." I made a note of this favor. "It's okay, I'm here to save myself. By the way, I heard that you practice wrestling in the Children's Palace, are you amazing? Zhong Yuemin thought that the world would be chaotic in a few years, and he should practice some kung fu to defend himself. As soon as Li Kuiyong talked about wrestling, he was energetic: "Let me tell you, the coach saw that I was a seedling and picked me over, and after two months of training, the veteran players couldn't beat me." Do you want to go and take a look, take you there after school?" Zhong Yue Minle said: "Okay, I also want to practice, I have been sick once before, it's time to practice, you wait for me after school, I'll go to Old Man Yuan's office first." Li Kuiyong agreed and waited for Zhong Yuemin at the school gate after school.