Zhen Shuai is not handsome, but he is very weak. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhen Shuai's biological father died early, and his mother added a younger brother to him soon after remarrying, and his status in the family can be imagined. Fortunately, this mother is biological, and full of motherhood, although she can't give him too much love on the surface, but the protection of food, clothing, housing and transportation is still in place, and she has never been treated badly.

But in terms of learning, he can only rely on his own efforts. In order to let Zhen Shuai receive a good education, his mother even did not hesitate to have a cold war with his stepfather for three months, and finally won him the opportunity to spend "huge money" to study in the city's key high school.

It's a pity that he is very uncompetitive. Under the squeeze of the aura of many top students, Zhen Shuai's academic performance has deteriorated day by day, from the barely middle of the middle when he first entered the school, to the bottom-to-bottom champion, all the way to catch up, or continue to accelerate.

The three years of high school were an important hurdle in his life, and Zhen Shuai's mother controlled his funds in order to let him concentrate on his studies. His mother would come to the school to pay all the fees required by the school, including study materials, rain or shine. As for the amount of living expenses and the way of "supply", it was carefully calculated by his shrewd stepfather with complex formulas, and if he wanted to use it for other purposes, he had to save money by constantly starving.

What he is best at is dropping the chain in front of everyone, and he is full of tricks, and he is a pistachio when others are unhappy.

When he was just in his second year of high school, Yang Tao, the head of Zhen Shuai's dormitory, suddenly carved eight tetrahedron on a whim and gave them to the brothers for the first anniversary of getting along.

The four outer surfaces of this tetrahedron were also written with four letters A, B, C, and D by Yang Tao with a brush. He said that when encountering a difficult choice question, he can use it to help make decisions, and the letter that is usually pressed at the bottom is the answer. Yang Tao also said that these tetrahedron given to his brothers were all carved out by him during the summer vacation, and he specially found a monk to open the light for them, which must be spiritual.

Everyone else took the headmaster's words as a joke, but Zhen Shuai took it seriously and practiced it in a recent English test, using it from beginning to end. For each multiple-choice question, he chooses the answer by throwing a tetrahedron.

After the test results came out, the teacher was furious: "Zhen Shuai, you like to use the method of 'throwing hydrangeas' to help you make decisions, I can't control this." But you only got three points on the answer sheet of more than 100 points, isn't it a little unreasonable? You say, 'What can you do with these three points?'

In the corner, a faint voice suddenly came: "Grab the landlord!"

Although the voice was small, the teacher was furious at that time, and the classroom was very quiet, so almost the whole class heard it, but no one dared to laugh, preferring to hold back the internal injuries. The teacher glanced at the source of the voice with a blushing face, but did not punish the official third generation who deliberately "made trouble", but directed all his anger on Zhen Shuai......

Even if he didn't study well, he didn't do well in sports.

Shortly after the "three-point paper" incident, in a physical education class, the teacher divided the boys in the class into two groups for a soccer game. Zhen Shuai ran desperately for more than half an hour, but he didn't touch a ball. In the end, Yang Tao, the head of the house, couldn't stand it anymore, and passed the ball to Zhen Shuai, who was a defender, and asked him to kick out.

Zhen Shuai was overjoyed, he finally had a chance to "perform", and he couldn't miss it. Not far away, he deliberately made an acceleration, and then raised his right foot...... He stepped on the ball with his left foot, bouncing him up, and then fell hard, again hitting his face first, and then breaking his arm. Even if it hurts, he screamed spinelessly.

Since then, the class has played football and has never been called again.

The most classic is a strange experience at the beginning of the second semester of the second semester of high school.

One day in a certain year and month, when Zhen Shuai passed by the school gate, he saw Qin Xiao, a member of the study committee and a beautiful woman in the class, squatting on the ground looking at the chalk words left by a professional beggar, as if he admired it. Zhen Shuai's mind was hot at that time, so he wanted to go over and pretend to have one. He felt for the banknotes in his pocket, found a hundred-dollar bill, pinched it in his hand, and walked over.

He originally wanted to throw the hundred-yuan bill to the beggar in a chic manner, but who knew that the road was uneven, he tripped over himself, and directly threw himself into the iron box used by the beggar to hold the "reward", which aroused the attention of countless people, and scared the professional beggar very much, thinking that he was sent by an underworld organization that forgot to dot to "smash the field".

If it weren't for Qin Xiao to help him say good things on the side, Zhen Shuai would most likely be beaten into a quasi-disabled person.

There were countless similar experiences, and he soon became famous.

As a result, even the "fortune tellers" who made a living by telling nonsense near the school and on the streets were unwilling to take over his business, for fear of being contaminated with his bad luck and cutting off their own financial means.

However, no matter how weak people are, as long as God hasn't let you die, you have to live strongly. Especially like him, he can't find a shining point of silk on his body.

In his own words, in this life, he hasn't even done such a thing as pretending to be forced, how can he die!

In the second semester of the second semester of high school, on a Saturday morning, Zhen Shuai met Qin Xiao in the school cafeteria.

No, it should be said that the beautiful Qin Xiao took the initiative to sit opposite Zhen Shuai and "have breakfast together", which has never happened before. There were so many empty seats in the cafeteria, but the best beauty in the class chose to sit in front of him.

This happiness came too suddenly, Zhen Shuai's heartbeat was extremely accelerated, and he didn't eat well in three bites in a row. The first bite was choked, the second was choked, and the third bite was with the cooperation of a sneeze, spraying all the rice porridge at Qin Xiao on the opposite side.

Zhen Shuai was stunned, but Qin Xiao didn't blame him at all, just smiled helplessly, and then, unusually calmly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the rice and soup on his hands and face.

Zhen Shuai also wanted to say sorry, but before he could open his mouth, another sneeze came, and he quickly twisted his head to the side, which saved the second injury to the beauty.

He didn't dare to speak, and buried himself in eating.

Qin Xiao hesitated for a moment, but finally whispered to him, "Zhen Shuai, can you lend me some money?"

Zhen Shuai nodded, took out all the money in his trouser pocket, and handed it to Qin Xiao, which was all his belongings. Fortunately, tomorrow is Sunday, so he can go back to his home and borrow some pocket money from his half-brother.

One hundred, two fifty, two ten, six five dollars, exactly two hundred and five.

Qin Xiao's face flushed, and he asked in a lower voice, "Not enough." Can I have more? ”

Zhen Shuai swallowed the porridge in his mouth carefully, but found that his throat was hoarse again, and he swallowed saliva and coughed for a long time before he spoke again: "Are you short of money?"

But this time, although he spoke smoothly, his voice was too loud. The students who were dining nearby heard it and turned their heads to look, and several of them were classmates from the class next to them, who looked up and didn't look down on weekdays.

Qin Xiao is a girl after all, she is thin-skinned, and she doesn't care about analyzing whether Zhen Shuai intends to be so loud, she slams the 250 yuan that Zhen Shuai handed her onto the table, covers her mouth and runs out, and even forgets to take the lunch box.