At 7 o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and the "jingle bell" kept ringing, Kim Dojun slowly opened his eyes, and seemed to be a little angry when he got up, slapped the alarm clock on the ground, rubbed his eyes, and only got up from the bed after a while and stretched his waist.

It's still comfortable to sleep in the bed at home.,I feel like I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time.,It seems like I forgot to wash last night.,If my mother knows, I guess I'll have to say myself again.。

"Daojun, are you up, hurry up! Came down for breakfast and went to school"

Mom's voice came in from outside the door, and it seemed that she was already preparing breakfast for herself in the kitchen, and she could still hear the voice coming from Liu.

"Got it, Mom, I'll get down right away."

After saying that, he changed his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

A bowl of miso soup, a bowl of potato rice, and some spicy cabbage and sautéed prawns, the breakfast is complete, although not particularly rich, but also refreshing and delicious.

Potato rice is a specialty of Gangwon Province, so everyone in the family likes to eat potato rice, and putting some potatoes in the rice is not only delicious, but also nutritious.

When Do-joon came down the stairs, Kim's mother had already helped him set up breakfast and put it on the table.

"Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, go to school after eating, and behave well today, don't make any more awkward trouble with your classmates, you know?"

The mother gently stroked Daojun's hair, her eyes were gentle and sincere, and she said that she knew her son as a father, but in fact, she knew her son better than her husband.

Although Daojun has an introverted personality, he is very assertive and assertive, and he will not easily change the things he decides, let alone convince him.

Daojun is very delicate, although he is not very good at expressing it, and likes to bury his feelings deeply, but what can he hide from himself? Sons are all pieces of flesh that fall from their mothers.

After speaking, he shook his head wordlessly, trying to shake off the chaotic thoughts mixed in his mind.

Kim Do-joon ate a little absent-mindedly, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally finished breakfast after a while.

"Mom, I'm full and I'm going to school"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of tissue paper from the table, quickly wiped his mouth, picked up his schoolbag and walked outside the house.

"Daojun, wait a minute, you didn't bring your lunch"

As he spoke, he hurriedly went to the kitchen and took out the prepared lunch box and handed it to Kim Do-joon.

"Be careful on the road, come back early from school, and don't play around! Pay attention to yourself. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand to Daojun.

"Well, I know, I'll be back soon."

He bowed slightly, turned his head and walked towards the school.

Gangwon-do's Gyeongseon-gun Yuliang Elementary School is a school of less than 300 students, and the entire Gyeongseon-gun adds up to only 40,000 or 50,000 people, which can be described as a vast and sparsely populated area, and Dojun's home is located in the northern mountains of Gyeongseon-gun, so the whole school does not recruit many students, and most parents hope that their children can go to the city to receive a better education, and only the children with poor conditions remain here.

As a result, most of the students in the school are the children of farmers and fruit growers and gardeners in the mountains, and their lives are relatively difficult, far below the normal standard of living in the towns and cities.

Although the conditions are not very good, the whole school also has six years of primary education, but there are only six classes, and Daojun is a student in the fifth grade of Yuliang Elementary School.

As the birthplace of the representative song "Arirang" of the Republic of Korea, Gangwon-do has a flavor in the autumn and winter season, and it is a place that is enchanting in itself, with beautiful scenery, magnificent and steep mountain peaks, and clear streams, and Do-joon pulls an unknown weed from the side of the road, puts it in his mouth, and walks to the school while humming a song.

"Look at it, isn't that Kim Do-jun over there, didn't he fight with his classmates in their class a few days ago? I heard that I fainted and was admitted to the hospital. ”

The two chubby girls stood together, bowed their heads and whispered, their expressions a little disdainful, as if they were a little contemptuous.

When Kim Dojun heard this, he was slightly stunned and slowed down.

Looking back at the two girls, he squinted his eyes slightly, and then continued to walk towards the class without saying a word, now he is not Kim Do-joon a few days ago, he already knows more, and he is slowly changing......

Walk to the end of the hallway, find your cabinet, open the cabinet, put your bag and lunch box inside, grab the books you want to use today, and walk to class.

"Hey, Daojun, the fat man in the back, let me hand it to you."

The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses next to him poked Kim Do-joon's back with his hand, took a note in his hand, and whispered.

Kim Do-joon took the note and looked at it.

It turned out that it was the fat man who beat him a few days ago and asked him to wait for him on the rooftop after class.

Okay, let's see what tricks he plays.

Turning his head and making an OK gesture to him, he stopped caring about him and took his class seriously.

I don't know if I was lucky or unfortunate if I was beaten?

When others fight and break their brains, they are terrified, for fear of accidents.

And after I was beaten, I found that I had become smarter, and I basically understood the knowledge taught by the teacher, and I understood it more thoroughly.

I can't say that I can draw inferences, but it's okay to fully understand.

If in the past, Daojun was a student who couldn't get up or down, he couldn't say that his grades were good or bad, and he would always be at the middle level.

And now the knowledge in the classroom can be described as chicken ribs for him, the food is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it, it turns out that he also feels bored at times.

In the past, it took twice as long to do what it is now, so it's really half the effort.

Is it because of the fight that it is a blessing in disguise? Got your head open?

Kim Do-jun kept thinking in his head, through the glass window of the classroom, the students of other grades were in physical education class, Kim Do-jun couldn't help but turn his head, looked at it seriously, didn't even hear the sound of the end of class, and said for a long time: "It's good to be young." Then he got up and walked to the rooftop.

"Kim Jae-hoon, what are you looking for me?"

Kim Do-jun put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform pants and kicked the small stone next to him into the corner.

Those who don't know think it's a thug negotiating on the rooftop, but if you look closely, Kim Do-jun's hands tremble slightly, and it seems that he is also pretending.

"That, this, Daojun, I asked you to come up, it's nothing, I just want to apologize to you, say I'm sorry, I fought with you a few days ago, I saw you faint, and I was beaten up by my dad when I went back, he called me over and apologized to you, otherwise, don't go back, I want to ask, can you accept my apology?"

After speaking, he bowed solemnly, looking like ninety degrees.

Kim Jae-hoon's words made Kim Do-joon suddenly stunned, and then slowly eased up.

It turned out that he was apologizing to himself, although Jae-hoon is taller and much stronger, but to put it bluntly, he is still a child, and his father's words are still very deterrent, so he pursed his mouth and thought about it a little.

"It's okay, forget about the past, I don't care, if it's okay, I'll go down first."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the rooftop and go downstairs.

"Well, then we're still classmates."

After saying that, Kim Jae-hoon grabbed his hair, looked a little embarrassed, and looked at Kim Do-joon with expectant eyes.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

Kim Do-joon turned his head and said a word, then smiled slightly, looked at Kim Jae-hoon a little, and went downstairs alone.

Maybe this is what is said in Chinese martial arts movies: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other!" ”