An Yi, a student in his first year of high school. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was called An Yi not because his father or mother was surnamed An, but because he had lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and the director wanted him to live a comfortable life, so he named him An Yi.

The orphanage is privately owned by the director, it is not big, and it is only for charity. It is said that the dean was also an orphan when he was a child, and he wanted each orphan to have a home. During the summer vacation of Anyi's junior high school, he left the orphanage, which had already provided him with the cost of completing junior high school, and he didn't want the orphanage to pay him a lot of high school education support.

A summer vacation with no homework and no pressure, let An Yi work for two months. It may be that An Yichang is slightly taller than his peers, and no one suspects that he is just a quasi-high school student, plus he works hard, and the boss still readily accepts it. It wasn't until the end of the summer vacation that the boss knew about Anyi's situation, and in return for Anyi's excellent work performance, he told Anyi that there was a particularly poor student in his son's class, and he was exempted from a lot of tuition and miscellaneous fees.

An Yi listened, there was no expression on his face, but his psychology was that he had a good impression of the owner of this small restaurant. Although this person is a little greedy for money, he is at least concerned about himself.

In the past two months, after deducting the money spent on food, An Yi took 3,000 yuan to study in the first year of high school. On the first day of school, An Yi walked into the gate of Huaihai Middle School with all his belongings, 3,000 yuan, and a suit of clothes. This is Anyi here, in addition to the best high school in the county, Anyi didn't have time to go to the dormitory first, but to the school and work office, after all, this society always depends on money, and Anyi has been well versed in this truth since he was a child.

"Knock Knock"

"Please come in." With a comfortable knock on the door, a rather official voice came from behind the door that said that it was written from the Office of Student Work.

An Yi held the handle, a cold feeling in the palm of his hand, a little force the door opened, and what greeted me was an incomparably bright room, comparable to several bedrooms in an orphanage!

"You... Okay, I want to apply. Apply for a waiver of education support. An Yi said timidly.

"Okay, do it, please show your special hardship certificate and enrollment notice." The man took a document, filled in a few blanks in a stylized manner, and put it in front of An Yiyi.

"I don't have a special hardship certificate."

"If you don't have a special hardship certificate... Please elaborate on your family situation and the school will reduce it if it is difficult. The man thought for a moment and came up with another way.

At this time, An Yi was stunned. When he entered the door, he felt that he was an orphan, but he was stating a fact, but now he realized that some words came to his lips but could not be spoken. Maybe if he said that he was an orphan, the school would reduce it a lot, but if he did, he would feel that he was wagging his tail and begging for mercy, living on the pity of others.

"Classmates?" The person sitting opposite An Yi saw that An Yi had not spoken, and asked tentatively. "I... I'm fine... An Yi was silent for a long time, and ran out of the school office, he ran wildly and rushed to the playground. Along the way, I don't know how many panicked people were pushed away by the collision. After running for a long time, An Yi used up all his physical strength. He wanted to let out his mouth with a yell, but he just moved his dry throat without making a sound.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground, his heavy gasping accompanied by a feeling of weakness, and a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. He hated himself, hated himself for being hypocritical, and because of the so-called self-esteem, he gave up the reduction. Now, even if he doesn't eat, the money on his body is not enough to pay for school, how can a person who can't even go to high school realize his future?

After thinking about it for a long time, An Yi has been lying on the ground, ignoring the eyes of passers-by. I don't know how long later, an advertising leaflet floated to An Yi's face, and a few conspicuous artistic words saw An Yi's eyes---- "student loan". An Yi sat up as if he saw hope.

Two hours later, when An Yi walked out of the bank, the whole person was also relaxed. After taking out an interest-free loan from the bank, after paying all the money for tuition and accommodation, he still had more than 500 food money left.

When An Yi stood at the door of the dormitory, he was a little inexplicably excited, and his palms even sweated a lot. An Yi wiped the sweat of his hands, reached into his pocket, touched more than five hundred pieces, took a deep breath, and calmed down. After doing all this, An Yi pushed the door and went in, and found that it was a six-person dormitory, with wardrobes on both sides of the door, a desk next to it, and then a bed. At this time, he saw the other five people except him, all sitting around on a lower bunk bed, playing cards with joy, and the joy was louder than loud:

"Kill!"

"Flash!"

"Stone Axe!"

"Peach, the last plan!"

"Duel!"

"Didn't kill, beg for a peach!"

I don't know if it was because the sound of An Yi's door opening was very small, or if a few people were too focused, and no one noticed An Yi's arrival, but continued to play Three Kingdoms. An Yi had never seen the Three Kingdoms, but he was familiar with the Three Kingdoms and knew that the stone axe was Xu Huang's weapon.

In view of the strong interest in the Three Kingdoms, An Yi took a closer look. In front of each person, there is a character card drawn with Yin and Yang Magatama on the character card, one Magatama represents a drop of blood, some cards are three Magatama, and some cards are four.

A few people had a lot of fun, and although An Yi hadn't seen it, he also knew some basic rules after watching it for a while. I don't know how long later, I suddenly heard a female voice shouting from outside the door: "A few of the 305, what are you doing!" "It's not good for a few people to hear the secret scream, this is a boys' dormitory, the only woman must be the aunt in charge of the dormitory, a high school that doesn't even play playing cards, how can it be allowed to play Three Kingdoms.

At this moment, the door of the dormitory opened. A few minutes later, the aunt walked out with a pale face, took away the set of Three Kingdoms Kill cards, and left a sentence in Youyou: "305, 5 points will be deducted for everyone!" ”

As soon as the aunt left, a person chased him out, as if to intercede. A person saw An Yi and said: "You are the mysterious No. 5 bed, I haven't seen you all morning, and I thought you wouldn't come." My name is Cao Xuejian, bed number two. The one who went out was called Mengdo, bed four. "Bed No. 2 was very enthusiastic.

"Hello, my name is Anyi."

At this time, several other people greeted one after another, or said a word, or nodded, all of them were very bland, after all, there was such a thing as deducting credits on the first day of school, everyone was not in a good mood, and the dormitory fell into silence.

It wasn't until half past three that I had to go to the classroom to get my textbooks.

"It's half past three, go to the classroom to see if there are any beautiful women in our class." The man lying on bed number one suddenly sat up and said. An Yi knew that the person in bed No. 1 was called Zhu Dashuai.

"Cut, too low." The corners of the person on the sixth bed raised, and he took out a small notebook and said proudly: "The school flower of this school is all in my hand!" ”

"I'll make it, buddy, I'll take a look." Zhang Chongyang of the No. 3 bed instantly came to his senses, and he was more excited than Zhu Dashuai. According to his own words, he was born on the Double Ninth Festival, so he took the name Chongyang. Fortunately, he is not surnamed Wang, because his name was laughed at several times by several other people.

"Brother Chenlong, huh? Today's borrowing of books, he will spring up in return, thank you for the reward. Meng Duo of bed No. 4 climbed directly to bed No. 6 and reached for it by himself.

"Get out, don't do it!" No. 6 Xue Chenlong kicked through the quilt.

In this way, several people packed up unhurriedly and arrived at the classroom in laughter. As soon as they entered the classroom, a few people found that the class was full of people, and the head teacher also looked at An Yi and a few people angrily.

"A few people in 305 can, they will deduct points for me on the first day of school, and now they are still late, so they will stand in front of me!" The head teacher was a young man with a slightly round face and a small height, about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

A few people had no choice but to stand on the podium, but the podium was not enough for six people to stand, so Anyi could only stand below. The class burst into laughter, and in the midst of this noisy laughter, a light laugh as crisp as a silver bell suddenly penetrated An Yi's ears, and An Yi looked up to see that the owner of the voice was sitting in the first row in front of him.

An Yi's eyes jumped, and he said: Beautiful!