"Hurry up, hurry up, you're going to be late, why are you grinding every day, I waited for you at the door for a long time and you didn't come out. Every time, it's so late. ”

The little boy in the loose blue and white striped school uniform complained, reaching out to grab the schoolbag that Fu Qingqing threw on the ground, he was very thin, and the wide school uniform became more empty with the movement of leaning over.

"Okay, okay, why are you getting more and more nagging." Fu Qingqing complained, tied her shoelaces casually and stood up, went out, and closed the door.

"If you're late, you'll be penalized, and it's too embarrassing to have to stand with you every time."

"Then you will leave first in the future, don't wait for me." Fu Qingqing glared at the little boy angrily, and ran down the stairs, looking unwilling to take care of it.

This is an old residential building, only six floors, no elevator, take the stairs upstairs and downstairs, Fu Qingqing, who lives on the sixth floor, has long been accustomed to it.

The little boy pursed his mouth aggrievedly and muttered, "My temper is really big." Hard-working, he ran downstairs with Fu Qingqing's schoolbag and chased her.

The community is an old community, it has been planned, ready to be demolished at any time, the rich families have moved away, and most of the people who live there are elderly people who can't move, and tenants. There is no property, cars and debris piles are everywhere, and the security is average. The only advantage is that it is close to the school, and the primary school is across the street from the gate. Feng Chenchen also took a fancy to this at the beginning, so he rented the house here.

The little boy ran a few steps to catch up with Fu Qingqing, he put Fu Qingqing's schoolbag on his thin arm, took out a plastic bag from the side pocket of his schoolbag with one hand and handed it to Fu Qingqing, "Didn't you have breakfast again, the teacher said that it's not good not to eat breakfast, eat a bun, it's my grandmother's bag, it's delicious." ”

Fu Qingqing, who was originally puffed up, laughed, a pair of big eyes squinted together, and two shallow dimples appeared on her white and tender round face.

"Don't want to bribe me," Fu Qingqing took the plastic bag, couldn't wait to take out the bun with her little fat hand, and took a bite with satisfaction, "Little bean sprouts, as a little brother, it is your blessing to serve the eldest sister, and you can't complain in the future." ”

Little bean sprouts is a nickname, his big name is Liu Hui, because of a serious illness when he was a child, which caused him to have a big head and a thin body, and it looks like a large bean sprout from a distance, and the children in the community gave him this nickname.

It seems that there is a child who is bullied in every small circle, and in this community, and even in school, as a thin and weak Liu Hui, he has naturally become everyone's punching bag.

But Fu Qingqing came, Fu Qingqing was very fat, so she had a lot of strength. This is due to her wealthy life in the past few years, and cakes and chocolates are her favorites.

When she was in kindergarten, she subdued a group of younger brothers because of her extraordinary force, and she also felt that as a person with chivalrous demeanor, strong martial arts and a large number of people, it was her bounden duty to eliminate violence and uphold justice.

So, when she saw the group of children bullying Liu Hui, she subdued them with full force and rescued Liu Hui.

At that moment, Fu Qingqing was an angel in Liu Hui's eyes, and since then he has become Fu Qingqing's first little brother in this area.

Because his nickname was too vivid, he was retained by Fu Qingqing, and his name was called a unique nickname.

As a person who lives opposite Fu Qingqing, the most difficult task is to urge her to go to school, and since the first grade, the two of them have been punished at the door of the classroom because of their tardiness.

Probably getting used to her temper, Liu Hui scratched his head and laughed, um.

"That's good, big sister, forgive you." As she spoke, she took another bite. The smell of meat lingered between her teeth, and she looked up at the fine sunlight falling in front of her through the treetops, and the green willow buds swaying gently in the wind, and she couldn't help but stretch her waist, feeling very satisfied.

Now she is nine years old and a third-grade elementary school student.

School life is as it is going on, and what you are used to cannot get used to anymore.

In the morning self-study, Fu Qingqing, like other primary school students, held the language book and read the text aloud, and his voice was loud and loud, and he couldn't wait to collapse the house.

The head teacher walked in with a little girl with a school bag on her back.

"Students, please delay a little time and introduce a new classmate to you."

Everyone put down the books in their hands and their eyes fell on the little girl beside the head teacher.

The head teacher looked at the students who had quieted down, pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and continued: "Her name is Song Xiaoya, she is from the city, and she will be classmates with you in the future, everyone is welcome." ”

As the warm applause fell, Song Xiaoya, who was wearing a white princess dress, took a generous step forward in Liu Yu's expectant gaze, took the chalk on the lectern, turned around, and wrote three square characters on the blackboard - Song Xiaoya, then turned around and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, my name is Song Xiaoya, I hope to get along with everyone friendly." ”

Her handwriting is so beautiful!

It's as beautiful as the teacher wrote!

Her voice is also very good, as pleasant as the tinkling of spring water!

The black braid hung down on the thin shoulders, the thin and white neck was raised high like a white swan, and the whole person was bathed in the morning light, shining.

Fu Qingqing was stunned, like many children, she opened her mouth slightly, thinking that the little girl in front of her was too good-looking, like a princess who came out of TV.

Most of the boys gasped, and when the teacher arranged Song Xiaoya's seat, they were eager to kick their tablemates out.

The head teacher looked around, ignoring the boys who were eager to try, pointed to the empty seat next to Fu Qingqing and said, "Let's sit there first." ”

Song Xiaoya said thank you, sat next to Fu Qingqing, took down her schoolbag, pulled out the stool and sat down obediently.

"Morning reading continues." After the head teacher finished speaking, he turned to leave.

There is such an immortal student, and there are still people who concentrate on reading. When the bold child saw the back of the head teacher disappearing into the corridor, he immediately jumped out and walked to Song Xiaoya's side to introduce himself and ask questions.

Seeing someone passing, the others came over as well. For a while, Song Xiaoya's desk was surrounded by groups.

Song Xiaoya replied politely, without the slightest impatience.

Fu Qingqing couldn't help but shrink her chubby body, and then laughed at herself, thinking that even if she was as fat as a mountain, probably no one would care.

It's good that no one cares, and the knights are lonely and lonely.

She thought, stretched out her chubby hand and rubbed her nose, picked up the book, but couldn't read a word.

She raised her head slightly, and saw Liu Hui, who was sitting in the front row, also looking curiously at this side, leaving his seat and sitting down again, looking like he wanted to think about it but didn't dare to.

Fu Qingqing snorted in her heart, thinking that she had been teaching this little bean sprout for a year, she was still cringe, not brave at all, not chivalrous at all, destined to be a little brother.