Chapter 460 Honest and Cowardly Contractor Dad Has a Headache Everyday 12
Chapter 460 The honest and cowardly contractor father has a daily headache 12
Fuchen moved to the school and refused to go home, completely having a cold war with Yang Yong. Lanlan had a bunk in the school, which her mother had prepared for her during her lunch break. After saying hello to Lanlan, Fuchen slept directly on Lanlan's bed.
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In the first semester of the second grade of junior high school, Fuchen couldn't go back. Zhen Shen was also too busy to see anyone.
Yang Yong carried his lunch box to the school dozens of times to look for Fuchen, but Fuchen avoided him all the time. Fuchen threw the lunch box he gave him to the wild cats in the school, which made the cats fat.
When the people in Class 13 saw Fuchen dare to do this to his father, they admired her even more. When they knew the reason was that they wanted to adopt their nephew as their son, they seemed to understand.
People in other classes knew the reason, and some scolded Fuchen for being cold-blooded.
The students in Class 13 are well versed in society early on. They know a lot more about people and worldly things than good students. They know the pros and cons, but they are still in the dust.
In December, Fuchen said that her father influenced her study.
The teacher could only inform the security office to prevent Yang Yong from entering the school again. Fuchen is the only two contestants in the school to compete in the national competition. The other one is in the third grade graduating group.
winter vacation.
Lanlan asked Fuchen, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, Fuchen, are you going home? If that doesn't work, you can go to my house. I'll definitely welcome you." After a pause, "But my mother will watch you study. She will definitely be happy if you study."
If you want to go out and play, you may be affected."
Fuchen waved his hand. "I will go back."
She looked at the rising sun in the cold winter. Even though it was bright, there was no warmth. "It is too difficult for a person to break through the shackles of the old times and the original environment."
Lanlan asked, "Are you ready to forgive him?"
"It's hard to come back, but to understand is to understand, and to forgive is another matter." Fuchen smiled lightly, "I will not let myself suffer."
She hated the old woman so much. She absolutely didn't want to be like the old woman, and she didn't want to be contaminated at all.
"The money I have is enough for me to buy a house in a small place." At worst, I will send money every month and it will be used as a pension. I asked my aunt to help me find two tutoring jobs with higher wages.
of."
It’s not good to always use Yang Yong’s money.
Lanlan patted her chest and promised, "I'll take care of this matter. I can help you solve it without my mother."
Fuchen went back. Yang Yong happened to be at home, holding his bag and preparing to go out. When he saw Fuchen, he froze on the spot. He followed Fuchen into the house and saw Fuchen packing up a few books and immediately went out again.
"Floating dust." Yang Yong called.
Ignore the floating dust.
Yang Yong followed, "Wherever you want to go, I'll take you there."
Fuchen took the stairs and left quickly. Yang Yong wanted to chase him, but Fuchen ran very fast across the path. Yang Yong looked at the person, dejected.
In the evening, Fuchen didn't look back until 11 o'clock in the evening, went straight into the room, locked the door and went to sleep.
In the morning, Fuchen went out early at 7 o'clock.
For several days, Yang Yong couldn't find anyone to talk to.
Zhen Yan insulted him while eating breakfast, "If you want to be someone else's son, you will naturally lose this ancestor."
Who in their right mind would think of adoptive transfer?
"You think you are being taken advantage of. How do you expect Fuchen to follow you? She, who is so smart, will follow the hardship and become a fool?" Zhen Yan ate the breakfast that Yang Yong bought Fuchen after getting up early. Fuchen didn't take it either, and he was obviously still angry.
Yang Yong looked at Zhen Shen, "Do you know what Fuchen is doing?" Don't look for her boyfriends.
Zhen Shen writes with her fingers on the table.
Zhen Yan looked at it and recognized it, "Tutor. Oh, I'm planning to stop working with you and start my own business."
Yang Yong felt sad and couldn't eat, so he got up and left.
Zhen Yan stood up and picked up the steamed buns and soy milk, "Think carefully about how to calm down your ancestors. It's the New Year, are you planning to let this anger last until after the new year? The two of you will have a cold war for another year? I heard that the eighth day of the school
People will be able to live there. You won't be able to see your ancestors on the eighth day of the lunar month."
Yang Yong glanced at Zhen Yan, "If you have a way, just tell me! Why are you talking to me so much?"
Zhen Yan smiled and stuffed the buns with soy milk, "What does she want, and you can't give it to her anymore? You gave 100,000 yuan directly to your sister, and she was scolded by your sister for being ruthless and useless. If you have enough money, buy a house for your ancestors.
Not finished yet? Write her name on it."
At night, Fuchen went back to the house and saw a real estate certificate on the bed. He opened it and it showed that his name was his, and his address... was this?
There is also a bankbook under the real estate book.
Fuchen was confused and asked Yang Yong, "What do you mean?"
Yang Yong lowered his head, "I'll give you the house." He scratched his neck and said, "Your uncle Zhen said he would buy you another one. I don't have that much money." Nowadays, a house is sold for tens of millions, and the down payment is several hundred.
Wan. Can’t afford it at all. “The password is your birthday.”
The dust is silent.
"New Year..." Yang Yong considered, "Okay." Finally, he added weakly, "Is that okay?"
Fuchen handed the bankbook and real estate book back to Yang Yong, turned around and entered the house.
Yang Yong was discouraged.
The next day, Fuchen still left early. But he took away some of the breakfast on the door. Yang Yong looked at the missing breakfast and felt a little more fulfilled.
On New Year's Eve, Fuchen returned from tutoring in the afternoon and fell asleep on the bed. He didn't wake up until seven o'clock for the New Year's Eve dinner.
It has been a habit of the two families to spend time together for many years. Fuchen and Zhen Shen sat together. Zhen Yan and Yang Yong sat on the upper table.
Zhen Yan hosted, "I wish us a happy new year and good health. The adults will get promoted and make a fortune, and their careers will go smoothly; the two little ones will succeed in their studies and have a bright future."
The four toasted in celebration.
After dinner, Fuchen went back to his room and lay down.
Zhen Shen gestured, "Go for a walk?"
Fuchen waved his hand, "I don't want to move. I have never known teaching children to be so tiring in my life. My patience has run out." She made up questions for the sixth grade Mathematical Olympiad competition. Before going, she thought she was a seed contestant participating in the competition, but she went to be the top one.
Then I found out that I didn’t participate at all, I just wanted to participate in the competition to get a ranking, and I could make an exception and enter No. 1 Middle School.
She couldn't make sense of a question over and over again. She didn't have basic knowledge or logical thinking, and it made her brain explode.
Zhen Shen chatted with her while lying on the bed. He signed quickly, and Fu Chen couldn't understand it. Zhen Shen grabbed Fu Chen's handwriting.
My heart suddenly felt like it was pounding.
On the first day of the new year, Zhen Shen took Fuchen out to attend a comic exhibition. The two of them walked through the crowded crowd.
On the second day of junior high school, Zhen Shen sent Fuchen to be a tutor and picked him up in the evening.
On the third day of junior high school, Zhen Shen left to continue his studies.
Fuchen actually had feelings, but both of them were busy. After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Fuchen went back to school for tutoring. Zhen Shen came back occasionally, so Fuchen might not be free. He just wanted to keep the ambiguous feeling indifferent.
When the third year of junior high school started, nothing happened to Fuchen. She was already confirmed to be admitted to high school. She often slept around doing nothing in the back, and was thrown by the class teacher to the physical education teacher for training.
In November, the school had new good news. Zhen Shen's paintings were recommended to be exhibited at overseas art exhibitions.
For a time, there was a rush to report on this teenage mute painter.
Zhen Shen is known as a "genius painter" and has a bright future.
Fuchen and Lanlan looked at the report in the newspaper and were amazed. They couldn't believe that this was the depth in their eyes.
His paintings were also pushed out and interpreted.
The large area of the painting is a castle room from the inside to the outside. A little boy is standing in the room. The room is dark, and the visual center is the tornado outside the window. The wind has damaged the bricks and tiles of the castle.
What’s even more weird is that under the raging tornado, there are green grass and warm spring colors.
Some people interpret it as the confrontation between the old and the new in the era, some people interpret it as the breaking of spiritual walls and redemption, and some people say it is love.
Such a huge difference in interpretation made Fuchen lament: "It is indeed art, but I just can't understand it!"
Great artists received quite a stir when they returned to school in December. They were welcomed by teachers and the school focused on cultivating them. Not only were they promoted directly and tuition-free, but there was also a hint of "if you are not satisfied, the art building can change it for you".
Art has always been the weak point of No. 1 Middle School compared with the foreign language school next door.
There are many rich people in foreign language schools, and there is no shortage of art students.
The focus of No. 1 Middle School is on the high school entrance examination.
Although the main focus of the two schools is different, one focus is on studying abroad, and the second is studying at domestic famous universities; while No. 1 Middle School is focusing on domestic universities from the beginning.
However, the competition for students between the two schools is particularly serious.
Those who have better grades, have rich families, and are willing to invest in education are the key targets of the two schools.
Both schools secretly despise each other.
No. 1 Middle School looks like a high-end school next door, but is actually humble. I don’t know how many foreign pheasant universities are included.
The foreign language school thinks that pretending to be someone next door shows contempt but is actually jealous. If you don’t have money, you can only pretend to be noble to show your uniqueness.
Teachers and students of the two schools often have conflicts.
This time, Zhen Shen suddenly burst out with super fighting power in an area where No. 1 Middle School was weak, and the school leaders even smiled crookedly.
There is a row of welcome words on the front, and they are directly posted on the side facing the next door.
Because of Zhen Shen's sudden popularity, Fuchen, as an idler who knew sign language, was roped in as an interpreter, doing various interviews and greetings.
That week, interviews with the school, teachers, directors, principals, "hello" from the school directors popped up from time to time, interviews with off-campus magazines, newspapers, painters, and critics, the entire schedule was filled up.
Fuchen was so tired that he didn't want to see him.
"You might as well hire an assistant." Fuchen went back and slumped on the chair.
Zhen Shen smiled and said in sign language: "Teacher said that you should not enjoy fame and luxury too early, as it will not go far."
"But there has never been any fame at all, which also affects creation. Like Fan Jin in our textbook passed the exam..."
He stared at Fuchen's closed eyes and stopped talking in his hand. He patted his shoulder and asked her to go to his home to sleep.
Soon, Zhen Shen's father came forward and refused all his activities. The teacher suggested that Fu Chen take cram school textbooks to learn basic knowledge, so Fu Chen could only go to cram schools outside school.
Zhen Shen simply stopped going to school and followed Fu Chen to learn common sense so as not to be illiterate.
The three of them spent the second semester of their third grade in junior high school in tutoring.
Lanlan's academic pressure is very high.
Fuchen and Zhen Shen, who are outside the world, are much more relaxed. At most, they can only struggle with common sense lessons in their 20s and 30s.
Although the two "illiterates" were surrounded by a group of "semi-illiterates", they were at the bottom of the undercurrent of contempt.
The two struggled a little to pass. At the end of the semester, the average score was only 40 or 50 points.
Zhen Shen was 60 or 70 in Chinese and English, but died miserably in mathematics, physics and chemistry.
She is full of mathematics, physics and chemistry, and only has a score of 20 in Chinese, English, history, geography, and politics. She has never been able to catch the topic in her essay. Even if she finished the whole essay, she only got 10 points for the paper.
For the high school entrance examination, neither Fuchen nor Zhen Shen participated. However, Fuchen was notified by the high school department and asked to take tutoring classes during the summer vacation to prepare for the math competition in December.
Lanlan, who was in the top 20 in grades, was still admitted to Class 1, Grade 1 of Senior High School, and was also required to attend class in advance to prepare for the college entrance examination.
Zhen Shen still went to study with the teacher.
Summer vacation passed by in a hurry.
The three entered high school life.
First semester of high school.
Fei Ge, who was originally planning to go abroad, stayed in the high school section of No. 1 Middle School for half a year because he failed IELTS.
The three of them are in Class 13 together.
Most of the classmates from Class 13 of the Junior High School followed suit and were transferred to Class 13.
The two of them naturally became kings.
The end of October.
Zhen Shen was blocked by her senior classmate and asked to express her love in sign language.
Zhen Shen responded in sign language.
The other party doesn't know what he means.
Fuchen, who was waiting behind, stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
The two looked at her.
Zhen Shen tried it again.
Fuchen: "He said, thank you, I don't plan to fall in love."
Zhen Shen continued with sign language.
"Besides, the two of us can't communicate."
The girl was very optimistic, "It's okay, I can learn. I can also wait."
Zhen Shen smiled.
Fuchen looked at his expression and pulled him over, "Hey, girl, he already said he doesn't want to fall in love anymore, so don't bother him." He pulled him away and left.
Lan Lan was waiting behind. She walked forward and talked to Fu Chen. Unconsciously or not, she walked between the two of them, took Fu Chen's side, and talked about various things with a smile.
Zhen Shen is still behind.
In the December competition, Fuchen successfully advanced.
In January, Fuchen’s birthday. Fei Ge finally passed IELTS and wanted to go abroad. He had to use "Fuchen's birthday" and "his farewell scene" as an excuse to hold a grand party and encourage the whole class to go. His former classmates also
Let’s go shouting together.
The head teacher who had been taking everyone with me from junior high school also went there. Knowing that he was there, everyone couldn't let go, so they left early after dinner.
With the teacher away, everyone was even more noisy. Beer, white wine, and red wine were all served, and the number of empty bottles kept increasing.
Everyone was given a few bottles of wine. Even Zhen Shen, a usually invisible person, was caught toasting.
Change the scene and start again.
We've been having fun and laughing, and it's already one o'clock in the middle of the night.
Fuchen, Zhenshen and the others helped each other go home together. When they got out of the elevator, they had one door each.
Fuchen narrowed his eyes and stared at the butt of the person in front of him with a silly smile.
The person in front looked for the keyhole for a long time, then arched his head and stuck his buttocks out——
Fuchen stepped forward with a smile and grabbed his butt with his right hand.
Zhen Shen was still stupid and didn't respond.
Fuchen walked up to the person, hugged the person and kissed him...
The next morning, Fuchen became drowsy and had many more pictures in his mind.
Fuchen watched the two of them sleeping on the same bed, half-dressed.
In her memory, she grabbed someone and wiped out a lot of oil. Fortunately, the two of them drank too much, so nothing really happened.
The two looked at each other, their faces extremely red.
Yang Yong knew that she was having a birthday party, and he was afraid that his classmates would be uncomfortable when they came over, so he left the party early and slept at the construction site and never came back.
It is common for Zhen Yan not to come back.
Zhen Shen lowered her head, her face was bright red, and her eyes were staring at the bed.
Fuchen is still a little confused. She really has thoughts about her friend next door. What a sin.
