Gu Huai is the first gold medal winner in the city.
In addition to the prize money from the competition, the city also allocated a sum of money to him. The central school commended Gu Huai, waived all his tuition fees, and also recharged his meal card, giving him a monthly subsidy of 20 yuan to feed him.
Gu Huai directly gave the card to Li Zimin.
He's not going to the canteen anyway, so the meal card should go where it should.
After winning the gold medal, Gu Huai became famous in one fell swoop. No one said he cheated anymore, and no one doubted his strength.
But Gu Huai was not happy at all.
Recently, more and more people have asked him questions, so much so that he couldn't sleep during class breaks. But looking at the pair of bright eyes, he couldn't tell him to get out.
At least he reached out and didn't hit the smiling person, and they didn't provoke him, so there was no need for him to hit others in the face.
However, it was impossible to teach them to write mathematics all the time. He was not in such a good mood.
On this day, another group of people gathered around Gu Huai, and Wang Mingming waited for a long time before walking in.
Looking at the smiling girls, Wang Mingming didn't miss the flash of impatience in Gu Huai's eyes.
There are many girls who have come to see Gu Huai recently. They don't have any questions, they just stand next to Gu Huai and smile foolishly.
A discerning person will know what is going on at a glance, but if people don't tell them, it's hard to drive them away.
"Gu Huai."
Wang Mingming patted Gu Huai on the shoulder: "Let's go? Go out for a walk?"
Gu Huai looked up at him and said to the person next to him who asked him a question:
"This guy was the number one player in our training camp at that time. But he was injured before, so he couldn't play. His strength is better than mine. If you ask him, he will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
He spoke so seriously that the person who asked the question was fooled into believing his lies, and unknowingly, he asked Wang Mingming the question.
Wang Mingming was very considerate to Gu Huai and taught them how to do the questions carefully. He didn't leave the classroom until the bell rang.
Gu Huai looked at his back and decided to let Wang Mingming show his light and heat.
After class, there were suddenly many folk versions of the story about classmate Wang Mingming.
For example, he missed the national competition, endured illness and took the first place in the exam, and fought for justice. More than a dozen story versions shaped Wang Mingming into a talented student with wisdom and courage.
Compared to being number one in the country, everyone prefers flesh-and-blood young heroes. Those who originally came to target Gu Huai turned to Wang Mingming.
Gu Huai had free time between classes again, so it was natural for him to take a good nap.
Li Zimin didn't go to get lunch at noon. He didn't feel well in his stomach, so he went back to the dormitory with Gu Huai.
Seeing that Li Zimin's face was pale, Gu Huai gave him a glass of hot water: "You seem to have a bad appetite recently."
Li Zimin took the hot water and nodded, saying nothing because of the pain.
"Have you gone to the hospital?" Gu Huai asked him.
Li Zimin shook his head: "I guess it's just a stomach bug, it's nothing. Just take a rest."
Gu Huai glanced at him and said, "Please ask for leave and go and have a look. If you are not feeling well, you should take it seriously."
"Don't ask for leave." Li Zimin hummed, enduring the pain, "If I asked for leave, the old witch would say that I'm hypocritical and don't want to go to class."
Gu Huai felt that this possibility was indeed very high and did not persuade Li Zimin to go to the hospital.
Li Zhonghua came back soon with food.
He brought a bowl of white porridge to Li Zimin.
"I originally wanted to bring you some pickles, but considering that you have an upset stomach now, it's better to eat something lighter."
Li Zimin looked melancholy.
He picked up the spoon and took two sips, but found that it had no taste at all.
"If you don't want to drink porridge, Brother Gu, why don't you give me a leg? Maybe I can have a better appetite."
Gu Huai placed his bowl in front of Li Zimin: "Which one do you want?"
Li Zimin looked at his golden legs and suddenly felt greasy and didn't want to eat them.
He said: "Forget it, I'll still drink porridge."
After two sips of the porridge, he felt that he had no appetite, so he pushed the porridge bowl away and lay back down.
Li Zhonghua frowned: "Why is it so serious?"
He usually dislikes Li Zimin for being too noisy, but now that Li Zimin is no longer noisy, he feels uneasy again.
It's not as good as when he makes a noise.
Gu Huai: "Go and take a look when you have time. As an elder brother, you have to care about your younger brother."
Li Zhonghua thought he was right. Whether it was a headache or a brain fever, he had to go to the hospital first.
He asked Gu Huai to take leave for him and Li Zimin, and took Li Zimin to the hospital.
It was already evening when they came back.
Li Zimin looks much normal and does not need Li Zhonghua to support him at all.
He cheerfully said to Gu Huai, "Look, I told you there's nothing wrong with me, right? I'm very normal."
Li Zhonghua followed behind him, with the same relaxed expression.
It seems that the hospital did not find any major problems.
Gu Huai said nothing, and Li Zhonghua sat next to him: "The doctor said that maybe the people have been under a lot of stress recently, resulting in a loss of appetite. If you relax, you will feel much better."
Gu Huai glanced at Li Zimin, who was jumping up and down and heartless, and felt that he did not look like someone who was under too much pressure.
He is different from Li Zhonghua.
All Li Zhonghua's thoughts are in his heart, and all Li Zimin's thoughts are written on his face.
Thinking of this, Gu Huai said: "Comrade Chunhua has been here before."
Li Zimin's originally happy face suddenly turned down.
He asked: "Did Mom say that we skipped class and went out to play?"
Gu Huai felt that Li Chunhua almost meant this, but he couldn't tell Li Zimin like this.
"No, she was more worried about you and asked me about your recent situation."
The main thing was to ask if the paper was finished and how many questions had been answered.
Li Zimin's eyes softened a little.
He said: "She always likes to worry blindly. Forget it, Zhonghua and I will go back in person and tell her that there is nothing serious about me."
As soon as he turned around, Li Zimin was startled.
Comrade Li Chunhua was standing at the door, his eyes sharp.
"It's no big deal and you still go out for a walk? Give me your paper! I want to see how much you wrote!"
When Li Zimin saw Li Chunhua, he was like a quail seeing an eagle.
He gingerly handed Li Chunhua the question he had written recently, and then cursed.
"Write this much? That's it?"
"Li Zimin, are you lazy?"
Li Zimin wanted to say no, he was really uncomfortable.
But facing Li Chunhua's suspicious gaze, he suddenly didn't want to say anything anymore.
"I don't need your care!"
Li Zimin shouted loudly, rushed into the room, locked the door, and ignored anyone.
Li Chunhua became even more angry.
She turned to go to the dormitory manager to get the spare key, but was stopped by Gu Huai: "Principal."
He shook his head at Li Chunhua.
Li Chunhua looked at him and remembered what Gu Huai said about teaching or educating people.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke calmly: "Subject, come out, mother has something to say to you."
Inside, Li Zimin pressed against the door panel and shouted: "I don't want it! If you scold me when I come out, I don't want to come out!"