Fenglan City, Yingcai Experimental School, European architectural style and gorgeous decoration reflect the difference of this school.

This is one of the most expensive schools in the city, and although the tuition fees are expensive, the students produced do not have good grades, so the reputation has not been very good.

In the second (16th) class of junior high school, a handsome teacher in a white shirt is talking about English knowledge points in class, and there are only a few students in the audience, and the others are either not in a daze, or sleeping, and even playing cards.

The teacher's name is Zhang Qi, who just joined this school this year, nothing else, just because he has more money than other schools.

"Okay, then we'll do our homework tonight......"

"King fried! Brothers, they don't have any tricks, right? Ha ha! ”

Before Zhang Qi's words were finished, several boys playing cards in the class loudly coaxed him regardless of his existence.

Zhang Qi glanced at the students with his eyes, Tang Jingshan, Ma Haochen, and Li Xu were famous thorns in the class, he was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say too much, because those were the children of the school's big funders, and the annual borrowing fees and sponsorship fees to the school exceeded one million, and two were the children of the school directors.

"There is no cure." Zhang Qi scolded in his heart.

Back in the office, Zhang Qi saw a few missed calls, followed by a WeChat message, which was sent by his mother.

"Qiqi, yesterday your father entered the ICU again, saying that he wanted to take a medicine, 30,000 yuan at a time."

Zhang Qi's eyes widened a little, a few months ago, his father was sent to the hospital for rescue because of coronary artery blockage, heart hypertrophy and mitral valve insufficiency, daily medical expenses, and hospitalization expenses, which made Zhang Qi exhausted every month.

He borrowed almost all the friends around him, made up for the previous medical expenses, and now he has 7.800 yuan left in his hand, and now this news is undoubtedly worse for him.

He immediately called back.

"Mom, how is Dad now?"

"The doctor said that he had been rescued, and that he wanted to take the medicine as soon as possible, and I haven't signed it yet......"

"Sign! Hurry up and sign it! ”

"Yes...... Our money ......"

"I'll figure out a way for money, you can sign for the medicine quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qi thought about all the friends who could still borrow money, and clicked on the dialog box on WeChat.

But when he saw the transfer record last time, he hesitated for a moment and finally retreated.

"Teacher Zhang, Director Xu is looking for you."

Zhang Qi chuckled in his heart, Xu Zeqing, the director of the teaching office, there must be nothing good for him to drink tea with himself.

Zhang Qi came to the office of the teaching office, took a deep breath, and immediately knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Director Xu, are you looking for me?"

The middle-aged man with a serious expression in the office was Xu Zeqing, sitting on the sofa drinking tea with his stomach up.

Zhang Qi stood aside very nervously, looking at the middle-aged man with black lines on his face years ago, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously.

"How has the teaching of the last 16 classes been?"

"They have been in good shape lately, they have answered positively in class, and I ......"

Before Zhang Qi finished speaking, Xu Zeqing hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't want to listen to this nonsense, just say how are the results?" ”

"Pour ...... First to last. ”

Bang!

Xu Zeqing slapped the table, and the teacups were blown up by him.

"First to last! Even if you let a dog lead this class, it won't be so bad! ”

NTM, you can bring it.

Although Zhang Qi scolded his mother in his heart, he lowered his head on his face and received the care of his boss.

"If you are still the penultimate in the next monthly exam, let me go! Get lost! ”

......

It's finally time to get off work.

Zhang Qi returned home, just opened the door, and was stunned before he even walked into the house.

The house was a mess, clothes, and other belongings were scattered all over the place.

"My dear! My dear? ”

Walking to the dinner table, there was a note on the table: "Let's leave it at that, I don't want to be poor with your sick dad anymore." ”

Seeing that note, Zhang Qi's heart trembled, and his mind suddenly went blank.

He took out his mobile phone in a panic and quickly dialed the familiar number.

But what came from there was over and over again, and it couldn't be connected.

"!"

With a roar, Zhang Qi completely exploded, he knocked over the floor lamp next to him, kicked all the chairs over, and the sound of ping-pong filled the entire living room.

“CNMD！ How can labor and management be so fucking unlucky! Unlucky! ”

After roaring, he gradually calmed down as he gasped, but the bitterness in his heart still did not vent.

opened Meituan, ordered a beer, then threw the phone aside, sleepiness hit, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Knock knock!

"Hello, Meituan Takeaway."

The knock on the door woke Zhang Qi from his sleep, and the takeaway brother enthusiastically handed him the piece of wine.

Zhang Qi tore open the box, took out a beer and took a big sip to show off.

"Heh......" The cold beer made him feel a little more comfortable.

Looking at the case of beer, he suddenly thought of something and showed a disappointed expression.

"Tsk, there is no barbecue to drink!"

He was so depressed that he didn't bother to pick up his phone to place an order again, and he drank one in a blink of an eye.

Just as he picked up the second one, he suddenly saw a small notebook in the wine bottle on the other side of the box.

How can there be a notebook in the wine?

Curiously, he pulled out his notebook, which was a black notebook made of cowhide.

Zhang Qi opened the button, and the first page read: "Congratulations on joining the Yves Saint Laurent Club, we need you, and we will do our best to help you if you need anything, as long as you write it on paper." ”

Zhang Qi snorted coldly, isn't this the kind of non-mainstream notebook in the two-yuan store? How to flesh hemp and prose copywriting.

The rest of the notebook is blank.

Zhang Qi suddenly became playful, took a pen and wrote: "Beef in one hand, treasure in the palm of the hand, two roasted wings, and leeks in the other." ”

As he wrote, he had a mocking expression on his face.

"What am I doing here?"

After writing, the wish of that line slowly disappeared from the paper.

Zhang Qi's eyes widened and he touched the paper.

Knock knock.

There was a knock at the door.

"Who?"

"Takeaway."

I didn't order it!

Zhang Qi opened the door, and the takeaway brother handed him the takeaway.

"I didn't order takeout." Zhang Qi wondered.

The little brother looked confused when he heard this, and immediately looked at the address and the house number.

"Oh, I sent it wrong, but forget it, I'll resign for you tomorrow anyway, I don't want to run anymore."

The little brother stuffed the takeaway to Zhang Qi and left without looking back.

"Hey! Hey......"

Zhang Qi returned to the house and opened the takeaway, and immediately gasped.

It's the ones he just wrote, and it's not bad!

He immediately picked up the notebook and looked at it carefully!

I couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy in my heart, and immediately took a pen and wrote my wish on it again.

But this time, no matter how much the pen in my hand writes, I can't write ink.

I saw a line of words appear in the notebook: "Do 20 push-ups first, and then make a wish." ”

Only then did Zhang Qi understand that there was a corresponding task after making a wish.

Without saying a word, he immediately did twenty push-ups, and immediately picked up the pen again: "Let Zhang Qi's father recover his health." ”

Immediately, the desire slowly disappeared as if it were absorbed by paper.

Two minutes passed.

Zhang Qi's phone rang, and he saw that the number was from his mother.

It's not going to happen, is it?

"Hello?"

"Son! Your dad is crazy and he told the doctor in the ICU that he was okay and was going to be discharged now! I'm making trouble in the hospital room right now! ”

Smack!

The phone in Zhang Qi's hand fell to the ground.

He slowly turned his head to look at the notebook, and could no longer hold back the joy in his heart and cried out, "Who else can stop me!! ”