In the early summer of one or four years, Gaoyang County, a small city in the west of the province, was baked by the endless heat, this year, Yi Tianxing, who was in the third year of high school, was seventeen years old, with a height of one meter and seventy, a plain face, not fat or thin, there is no doubt that he belongs to the ordinary people who throw them into the pile of people, and they will not even bubble out.

But the county he attends is barely a celebrity. Who told him that he was so far from the lives of most children in the world? He had no father or mother, but he was not an orphan, he was raised by the old man who picked up the rags in the west of the city.

When he was a child, Yi Tianxing began to follow the old man who called his grandfather to gouge things in the garbage heaps around to sell, he always called this shaving, yes, it is to dig something from the garbage that can be replaced with food.

Until many years later, people in the Chengguan area still remember that in the early 80s, there was a clever and cute child, but his body was full of filth, and they will remember that when this child first learned to climb, he had already begun to pick up cigarette butts for his grandfather on the ground.

After the children left, in addition to shaving food on the garbage mountain, they began to squat every day in the West Street vegetable market, with a small body and hands in their sleeves, which was very fun to watch. He didn't go to see what was delicious, he went to pick orange peels, which are abundant in this small mountain town in western Hubei.

The little guy used his small palms to pick up the orange peels peeled by others in the sludge-covered vegetable field, and then carried them in his arms, ran home, put them on his small bed, and waited for the sun to take them out again, and the dried orange peels could be sold for a dime and two cents a catty. The little guy saved up the money and bought a bag of tobacco leaves for his grandfather in the vegetable market.

When the little guy nervously took out a large handful of dimes from his bosom and handed them to the cigarette seller, everyone in the market laughed and praised him for his filial piety.

He didn't understand what filial piety meant at that time, he just wanted his dearest grandfather not to pick up cigarette butts every day, he wanted his dearest grandfather to be like those old ladies chatting by the river, he could pull out a pipe.

He loved the green smoke wafting from his pipe.

Others praised him for his filial piety, but it was just two praises. The life of the grandfather and grandson could not get better, and they still had to go to the garbage heaps everywhere every day to dig up, and every night they had to go back to the dilapidated little black house, sniffing the stench in the house and falling asleep.

This life lasted until the age of the little one.

Grandpa slept one day but never got up.

The little guy cried for a few days, and the people of the neighborhood committee dragged the old man to the back mountain to bury him, and then a large number of people surrounded this little guy with a black charcoal head in the small house of the neighborhood committee, "What will happen to this child in the future?"

"It's time to go to school, right?" said the man at the head of the neighborhood committee, a teacher at an elementary school in the county.

Someone next to him said, "Who pays for it?"

"Compulsory education, schools can also exempt some of them. ”

"And who's going to raise him?"

The whole room fell silent all of a sudden.

The little one looked at the adults in the room in a daze, looked around slowly, and then said word by word in a childish childish voice: "I can support myself." ”

There was a commotion in the house, and after a few arguments, it had to be like this.

The man who was the director of the neighborhood committee frowned again, "If you want to go to school, you need a hukou, and the old man probably hasn't registered this child yet." ”

So before going to school, the little guy was led by the adults to get a hukou. The film from the police station, Jǐng, was a young man, who had just graduated from Jǐng's Cha College, and his face was still childish, and he said to everyone with an embarrassed face: "This doesn't have a birth certificate or anything, how can I get on?"

The director of the neighborhood committee was born with an aunt, and she yelled in a straight voice: "I watched this little guy grow up since I was a child, do you still want to count it as a foreign population?"

Although the Chinese people are afraid of things, there is a rule that as long as someone takes the lead, the sense of justice begins to flood, so a large number of twitters began to sound in the police station.

That little jǐng cha's surname is Li, and he is also a local jǐng cha, a public servant, and a servant of the public. What's more, there was an elderly woman in the crowd who was glaring at him fiercely, what else did he dare to say?

That year the woman was.

So for the first time, the little guy had a small book to prove his identity, and Li surnamed Xiao Jǐng Cha asked while filling out the form in irregular italics, "Name?"

"......" The little guy looked confused, and after being stunned for a long time, he replied: "My father called me Tianxing, saying that I was fortunate that I survived." ”

The man of the aunt of the neighborhood committee, oh, this title is too cumbersome, and the teacher Zou hurriedly came out at this time to exert his ability, "No, no, this name is too vulgar, Tianxing asked Yu Tian, it does not meet the requirements of the construction of jīng gods, so let's take the name Tianxing, manpower is better than Tianxing, Da Miao ......" He shook his head to himself, and everyone didn't care, after all, among these people, this language teacher ate the most ink, and his lips were the blackest.

Li Jǐng Cha was stunned again: "What's that surname?"

Everyone was stunned, no one knew what the old man who had just died a few days ago was named.

"The surname is Yi. The little one, who had been keeping his head down, finally opened his mouth at this time, and his voice was like that of a mosquito.

"Oh. Li Jǐng finished filling out the form with a few strokes, then handed it to the little guy and said, "You see if there is any problem." ”

The little one glanced at it, and then said timidly, "I can't read." Li Jǐng suddenly realized, so he put the form back, but he didn't notice what the little guy muttered softly: "I know a word Ya, so I want to have a surname, how can I write such a difficult word?"

This year is Yi Tianxing's first year in this world. In the course of the year, he lost his closest and dearest people, had his own name for the first time in his life, and most importantly, he started school.

Like other children in the world, Yi Tianxing first went to elementary school, then to school, and then to high school. Unlike other children in the world, other children go to school and go to school, and all they think about is a two-penny popsicle or a five-dollar ice brick on the side of the street, or it is inconvenient to grab a table tennis table and drop a piece of paper. And Yi Tianxing's heart is to pick up other people's leftover popsicle sticks on the street and pick up pieces of paper that others don't want......... Every day after school, he had to go to the garbage heap to dig things before he could go back to his dark hut to boil a pot of vegetables to eat.

The leaves are picked from the corners of the vegetable market, the oil is boiled by the fat that the butchers sometimes give to the vegetable market, and the water is received from the faucet outside the door of the neighbor, but the neighbor has a good sense of time, and will turn off the faucet on time at seven o'clock every night. So Yi Tianxing sometimes picked up the rags and came back late, so he had to endure the pain and not boil it, but carefully threw a few oil residues, and ate a fragrant meal with the leftovers of the previous day.

However, this luxurious life made him live a very heartbroken life.

Strange to say, after eating like this, he gradually grew and grew stronger like everyone else.

As for the school? Since the beginning of family planning, which child is not a treasure in the hands of his parents who is afraid of melting? Who would play with a poor boy whose clothes are still smelly no matter how they are washed?

So Yi Tianxing's life in school, in addition to cleaning the trash can every day after school, is only reading. But there are some problems with this reading, he always feels that it doesn't seem to take too long to read a book once, language, mathematics, exercise books...... It seems that it will not take a few days to read it.

After reading it, you will remember it.

He didn't know that people with such skills were called geniuses in the world.

So when he saw other classmates sitting at the table and reading carefully, he always felt that there was something wrong with his studies, so he felt very ashamed.

After the third grade, the Chinese language test began to be unusual, but now for the vast majority of students, it is out of reach. So Yi Tianxing's genius was irrepressibly revealed, although his work at that time still couldn't get rid of: ah, nonsense like the motherland. But four consecutive double hundred points finally alarmed the school leaders.

So he began to be an excellent student who was innocently named and recited by the teacher in class, and began to give a report at the school's Young Pioneers conference. Fortunately, his life is too special, and there is always a look of avoidance on his little face, otherwise he is very likely to become the most special captain in the history of Gaoyang Chengguan Primary School.

It's just that his stench is still there, his poverty is still there, and his loneliness is still there. Naturally, he still couldn't play with his classmates, and when the bar on his left sleeve was connected two more bars like a rocket, the children in the whole school began to look at him strangely, and the classmates who could have spoken to him now didn't even talk to him.

He didn't know that this was the world's fear and fear of genius, but he simply thought that he had done something wrong again.........

After going to the key junior high school, this situation is a little better, after all, the people around him are all big children, and the most important thing is that after going to junior high school, Yi Tianxing's unforgettable genius seems to have disappeared in an instant, his grades have declined rapidly, and then he swayed up and down in the twenty-fifth place in the class.

Teachers at the beginning of the year often sigh, why is the genius period of this miserable child in primary school instead of in the beginning?

Just when people will gradually become mediocre in the future, and they don't know what the future holds, the test will come.

Yi Tianxing once again made everyone fall through their glasses, of course, not for people who are short-sighted.

He scored 530 points, which was 10 more than the mock test, and exactly three points more than the key high admission score line of the year.

So the child who picked up the rags entered the county key high school again.