Chen Zimo, who was paralyzed in both legs, sat in a wheelchair and taught Deng Zixiang a lesson again......

The news quickly exploded on the campus of No. 1 Middle School, and before school ended in the afternoon, everyone in the entire campus was already aware of it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After school.

As soon as Chen Zimo was carried down the stairs by Brother Man and sat in a wheelchair, the head teacher Zheng Jin walked over, took the grip from Chen Ziman's hand with a gentle expression, pushed the wheelchair to the direction of the relatively secluded playground, and said with a smile: "Considering that it is inconvenient for you to go up and down the stairs, I decided to talk to you in person instead of letting you go to my office." Self-silence, you really don't make a sound, a blockbuster. Not long after the turmoil about you at school has passed, you have made such a big news again. ”

"I'm sorry, I knew it was wrong." Chen Zimo smiled and said, "Teacher Zheng, do you think that my apology like this is hypocritical?" ”

"Yes......" Zheng Jin said as a matter of course.

"Okay." Chen Zimo habitually raised his hand and scratched his head, and said, "You also know that just like last time, it's not my fault." ”

"Well, I also know that you are a normal exchange."

"It's not normal at all."

"I know, huh!" Zheng Jin snorted angrily, but he didn't have any reproach for Chen Zimo in his heart, on the contrary, he liked Chen Zimo more and more because of his excellent grades, and he never caused trouble-but as a teacher, class teacher, if something like this happens, he must be dutiful, even if it is perfunctory, he has to criticize it a little.

But Zheng Jin is sure that at present, on the campus of No. 1 Middle School, except for Deng Zixiang, who has just been taught a lesson, all the faculty and students do not hate Chen Zimo or hate Chen Zimo. On the contrary, everyone had a very good impression of him.

"Final exam, are you sure?" Zheng Jin asked casually.

"First place?"

"First in grade!" Zheng Jin said seriously.

Chen Zimo smiled and said, "I hope the students don't play extraordinarily......"

Zheng Jin smiled happily.

What teacher doesn't like such a student?

So this was a perfunctory criticism of education, and it became a pleasant chatter between teachers and students.

Evening.

The snow has stopped.

Chen Zimo, who had eaten dinner, was originally sitting by the windowsill and looking at the night that was gradually closing outside, but suddenly seemed to be suddenly interested, and turned his head to Chen Ziman, who was squatting at the head of the bed and reading with a sad face in the light of the lamp, and said, "Brother Man, go to the playground for a walk." ”

"Oh." Chen Ziman excitedly closed the book, put it on the neat stack of books on the bedside table, got up next to Chen Zimo, and pushed the wheelchair out.

The sky is getting darker, and the wind is cold.

There were no people on the playground, and it was snowy.

The wheelchair crushed against the thick snow, making a creaking sound, leaving clear rut marks, as well as a line of Chen Ziman's footprints.

Chen Zimo smoothed out the folds of the blanket that Brother Man had prepared for him, breathed a long breath of cold air, and whispered as if talking to himself: "Brother Man, do you think it is better to study or practice Uncle Bai's kung fu?" ”

Chen Ziman tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I listen to you." ”

Chen Zimo turned his head and glanced up at Brother Man's innocent expression, and couldn't help but smile, so Chen Ziman showed an embarrassed smile.

In fact, neither is good for him.

It's not difficult to read, but it's ...... With such a sullen personality as him, he can squat on the ground and count ants for an afternoon, but he feels that reading is very boring, and he still doesn't know what is the use of learning those words in reading, knowing arithmetic.

Practicing Bai Qilin's kung fu, that is, the qigong method, Chen Ziman felt extremely awkward, calming down and sensing the strange warm air flow in his body little by little, trying to control the direction and speed of the air flow, like playing a game, skillfully controlling them to converge, disperse, burst out, and travel around slowly, it is really difficult.

Although he has already opened up a knack under his younger brother's "order", his mind is no longer so simple, but Chen Ziman still likes to be simple and direct.

He's used to solving problems roughly, straight to the point.

Or rather, too lazy to use your brain.

In the case of martial arts, he prefers to go to sandbags or wooden stakes, big trees and kick them hard or even hit them with his body, or imagine that there are one or many enemies in front of him, and then attack through the air, rather than be tepid, and take the soft and soft to fight a set of punches - fighting is a killing technique, why should he be soft?

Martial arts thoughts?

Every time Chen Ziman heard this kind of words, he felt that his head was as big as a fight.

"You can't, follow us for the rest of your life." Chen Zimo sighed softly and said: "Learn a little cultural knowledge, and you will be able to deal with some things alone in society in the future, and besides, you have to marry a wife and start a family, and if you have children in the future, you have to raise your children to grow up, without knowledge, how to cultivate children?" ”

Chen Ziman originally wanted to say casually, "I will protect you for the rest of my life, I don't have a family, I don't want children." ”

But Chen Zimo's hand, which was raised at the right time, choked back the words that brought him to his lips.

Chen Ziman tilted his head, and according to what his younger brother just said, he thought about the future life, marrying a wife, having a child, and having a home of his own...... Thinking about it, Chen Ziman, who had never shed tears, suddenly couldn't help but shed tears, he raised his hand in some surprise and wiped the tears that flowed to his cheeks, stretched out his hand and looked at it curiously, and said, "I, it seems to be crying?" Tears ......"

"I'm glad to see you cry, and there's one more thing in your eyes." Chen Zimo was pleased.

"What?"

"More emotion." Chen Zimo's eyelids drooped slightly, looking a little sleepy, and said, "Actually, I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this." In life, because of all kinds of desires and hopes, there will be more troubles and sorrows, richer emotions, and more grievances and hatreds. Many people say that fools are the happiest, because fools eat and drink enough to open their eyes and sleep with their eyes closed and don't think about so many things......"

"I'm not stupid." Chen Ziman said humbly.

"I didn't say you were stupid, you didn't think so much before, you were too simple." Chen Zimo smiled and said: "But I think it's too unfair and regrettable if you live like this in this life, so I think you can have a more colorful life like many people, even if it's troubles, worries, grievances, and hatred...... Without these intertwined colorful lives, it is just black and white, how monotonous. ”

Chen Ziman scratched his head and said, "It's too complicated, and it's actually not good." ”

"Hmm." Chen Zimo didn't refute, raised his hand to signal Chen Ziman to stop, and then turned the wheel hanging with snow, turned around, and looked at the tall figure walking on the snow from the darkness not far away.

Looking at the figure walking slowly, Chen Ziman's slender eyes narrowed, and his whole body burst with qi, and his vigilance was great.

He instinctively felt that the man had bad intentions and was powerful.

"Don't be so nervous." Chen Zimo smiled and said with relief: "I came to the playground for a walk, in fact, I just wanted to give the other party a chance to talk to me alone, and it also saved him from trying his best to find a reason to stay on the campus of No. 1 Middle School." ”

"Oh." Chen Ziman's highly tense spirit and tense muscles relaxed slightly, but he still watched vigilantly at the approach of the tall figure.

The tall and temperamental young man looked at the snow-white playground not far away, the wheelchair that looked quite lonely, the young man sitting in the wheelchair, and the young man standing behind the wheelchair......

It's like a picture of quietness.

So this young, extremely talented warlock not only showed a look of bewilderment.

He could see that Chen Zimo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a gentle and approachable expression on his delicate cheeks, and there seemed to be a slight smile in his deep eyes, as if he was waiting for his arrival.

Chen Zimo knew that I would come to him, so he came to the playground at this time just to give me a chance to find him alone?

Thinking of Chen Zimo's incredible skills when he taught Deng Zixiang during the day, and the dark, thin and short, but majestic and angry brother standing behind him, the young warlock couldn't help but feel a chilling awe.

Before coming to Yannan No. 1 Middle School, the confidence he had in mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He shook his head and threw away the awe and chagrin that appeared inexplicably in his heart, cheered up his spirit and confidence, and walked in front of Chen Zimo.

"Hello, my name is Nie Lei, from Tanghai City." Nie Lei stretched out his right hand, condescending.

"Hello." Chen Zimo stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party, looked up slightly at Nie Lei's face, and said gently: "It's nice to meet you, may I ask, you went to Yannan City No. 1 Middle School to find me, is there anything wrong?" ”

Nie Lei was stunned and wanted to deny it, but Chen Zimo opened the skylight and said something bright, how could he deny it?

The question is......

How did he know that I came to Yannan No. 1 Middle School to find him?

Nie Lei took a deep breath, put aside the doubts and frustration in his heart, and regained his previous self-confidence in front of all ordinary people, as well as the pride in his heart, he smiled and said, "Are you sure, I'm here to find you?" ”

"Here, it's just me and my brother." Chen Zimo smiled: "It's very cold. ”

"Hmm......" Nie Lei looked slightly embarrassed, he had thought too much before, in fact, the reason why Chen Zimo asked so directly was really so simple - in such a cold weather, the night had already closed, and there was no one else on the playground, but he was going straight to Chen Zimo, wasn't it just looking for him?

So Nie Lei, who felt a little embarrassed, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and said: "In fact, before I came to Yannan No. 1 Middle School, I already knew some general information about you, and the only purpose of coming here was to find you." ”

"Oh?" Chen Zimo's face was a little puzzled, but his expression was still so gentle and approachable.

"Ask you one thing, find one thing."

Chen Zimo lowered his head with a smile, gently groped with the dark gray blanket covering his knees, and said in a calm tone: "Last year and this year, people came to look for that thing and asked me about something, I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”