Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me - Chapter 1

    August in the south is always humid and hot.

    There are more girls passing by.

    “Hey, that guy hasn’t seen it before, he’s new?”

    “It should be, I saw Liu Deqing pick him up at the school gate in the morning.”

    “I saw it too, it’s still a Beijing A Maybach.”

    “Fuck, why can’t this rich second generation come to our school?”

    “The grades are so bad that I can’t keep up with other key high schools. But who cares, it’s okay if he looks good.”

    The object of their whispers was standing in front of the corridor outside the Academic Affairs Office at the moment, and the blue-gray skylight fell straight down on the face along the eaves.

    Really nice.

    I just don’t know if it’s because the forehead hair is too long and the eyes are drooping, or the complexion is too pale. like.

    “Little tired.”

    Someone called him.

    The boy looked back casually.

    The one who called him was a young and elegant woman, who just came out of the Academic Affairs Office, her tone was gentle: “I have already agreed with Director Liu, I will find him in the future, there will be more I’ll take care of you. It’s just raining and traffic jams today. If Auntie doesn’t leave, she may not be able to catch the plane. I’ll go to register for Lele tomorrow morning…”

    “It’s fine, I’ll just go to the dormitory by myself.”

    Song Yan flatly interrupted her guilt behind her.

    In fact, Qin Qing, as a stepmother, left her own son Song Lele alone at home, and traveled all the way to Nanwu City to transfer his stepson.

    It’s better than his father who never showed up except calling and scolding.

    “Your dad doesn’t care about you, just…”

     Probably Qin Qing also felt that this kind of comfort was a little too hypocritical. If you live outside alone, don’t feel wronged materially.”

    These words are made up by her.

    Song Yan used to have two different aunts to do laundry and cook at home. When she went to school, she was usually picked up by a driver.

    Now that a person is sent to boarding in a public school that is not even a famous school, Qin Qing doesn’t think this young master can endure this hardship, so he adds: “Xiaoyan , as long as you apologize to your dad and admit your mistake, it’s over, there’s no need to suffer in such a place.”

    Song Yan put the card into her pocket at will, without speaking.

    Qin Qing didn’t say much, sighed, and after a few symbolic words, he got into the car at the urging of the driver.

    Maybach’s expensive taillights soon disappeared in the rainy curtain of Nanwu City.

    Song Yan lowered her head and entered “Building 1, Dormitory 1, Nanwu Sanzhong West District” in the Gaode map.

    Normally, there should be no need to navigate from the gate of a school to its student dormitory, but Nanwu No. 3 Middle School is an exception.

    This school has been known for being small and dilapidated from the beginning of history, but it has been shaken by the baptism of the changing times for a whole Jiazi still standing, and had to be expanded due to the surge in population.

    But the school is located in the old city, surrounded by residential buildings, and the Education Bureau cannot afford the demolition. Therefore, after the expansion of the teaching building, an illegal building could only be demolished a few hundred meters away from the campus, and it was barely built into a dormitory building.

    It’s not far.

    Song Yan glanced at “the current distance is 800 meters, the estimated time is 10 minutes” displayed on the map, and put away the phone.

    Holding an umbrella in one hand and pushing a suitcase in the other, listening to the voice navigation in the headset, he walked slowly out of the school gate.

    The old street outside the school gate is crowded with low old residential buildings.

    The windowsill upstairs is full of long poles, and there are scattered clothes that I forgot to take home. The snack bar downstairs has tables and chairs lined up in a row, and the men sit around the road with their bare arms Playing cards on his teeth, he didn’t care about the kid with a snot dragging around.

    To put it better, it has a strong firework atmosphere.

    To put it bluntly, the five elements lack urban management.

    Song Minghai decided to transfer his own son from the most expensive private international school in Beijing to this public school with a general environment and less than 50% of the enrollment rate. The meaning of exile is also very obvious.

    Song Yan thought it was fine.

    Anyway, they go to school in the same place, their father and son are separated and maybe they can make some contributions to improving the average life expectancy in China.

    But that doesn’t make him put a friendly filter on the city he’s in now.

    When he turned left and right uphill and downhill countless times, then left again and narrowly avoided the spray of a speeding bicycle, a beautiful picture His little face was cold enough to freeze.

    The incoming call interrupted the navigation voice, Song Yan raised her hand and tapped the AirPods impatiently.

    Shen Jiayan’s slaughtering howl immediately came from the earphones: “Old Song!! You **** transferred schools?!”

    Song Yan was considering whether to hang up directly, but the other end of the phone was already crying: “My dear, what should I do when you leave? Who am I going to copy for the school exam? If I fail the exam, my mother will kill me, woohoo…”

    I cried so hard.

    Song Yan showed no mercy: “Then congratulations in advance to Auntie for missing an unfilial son.”

    Shen Jiayan blew her nose: “You are not human.”

    Song Yan politely said, “Thank you.”

    After a brief quarrel, the other end of the phone returned to seriousness: “But can you really live that far away by yourself?”

    Song Yan replied simply: “I have normal intelligence.”

    “No, that’s not what I meant.” Shen Jiayan hurriedly explained, “I mean you didn’t come to class for the last two months of last semester, what if you can’t keep up with the progress? Or When I get anxious, what should I do if the disease recurs? Besides, you are the eldest young master, you can’t wash clothes, you are picky about food and clothing, your temper is stinky, tough, and you need to be beaten. You were beaten to death outside without me taking care of you. How to do?”

    Song Yan: “…”

    Shen Jiayan: “…”

    After a brief silence, Shen Jiayan realized that she seemed to have accidentally said what she said in her heart: “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold back.”

    Song Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him: “Okay, I’ll hang up if I have nothing to do. It’s inconvenient for me to be outside.”

    “What are you doing outside?”

    “On the way to the dorm.”

    “Oh, then you should pay more attention, I see that your third middle school posted that your dormitory is very difficult to find. And you know the place in Nanwu, the 2D map can’t hold it at all. Traffic planning, especially easy to get lost.”

    Song Yan felt that if he could get lost even if he followed the navigation for 800 meters and 10 minutes, he would be no different from a fool. He turned the corner and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not…”

    Before the word “you” after “no” had time to say, unfortunately, the road in front of you didn’t seem to be a road, but a dead end for garbage.

    Song Yan has a bad premonition.

    Stopped, took out the phone, touched the screen, and sure enough, saw the row of clear big characters at the bottom of the screen—[The current distance is 1.4 kilometers, and the walking time is estimated to be 15 minutes]

    Q: It is known that the estimated walking time is ten minutes, and the actual walking time of Xiao Song is ten minutes, so how many minutes are left?

    Answer: Fifteen minutes.

    Xiao Song himself: “…”

    It’s **** outrageous.

    Shen Jiayan was still chattering on the other end of the phone: “Isn’t it? How about half of the words? Hello?

    “Nothing. Here it is. Hanging up. Beep-“

    “…What’s the matter…Fuck! Song Yan, you **** hung up on me again! You’ll get hit outside like this!”

    Song Yan didn’t hear Shen Jiayan’s roar.

    Hang up the phone, confirming that you really followed the navigation but did go further and further, then turned off the navigation and prepared to call a car outside the alley.

    After just two steps, she was blocked.

    A teenager with a black umbrella was standing at the entrance of the next alley with his back to him.

    He is very tall, he can see at a glance that he is more than 1.85 meters. The blue and white school pants are a bit short on him, and he is forced to show a thin and cold ankle. The legs are too slender.

    On the opposite side of the long-legged brother, there are four or five social brothers with colorful hair dyed. Great bitterness and deep hatred.

    Song Yan has no interest in this kind of struggle between bad boys.

    But unfortunately, they blocked the only way out, and Song Yan is a person who hates communicating with idiots.

    So I chose the latter without hesitation between the options of “talk to the feather dusters” and “wait for one of them to die”.

    Standing on the spot with an umbrella, started watching the play.

    Ji Feo No. 1 entered the process first: “Yo, isn’t it a coincidence, I can still meet Master Xia.”

    Ji Feo No. 2 followed up in time: “Speaking of which, the money your grandma owes our boss should be repaid.”

    Ji Feo No. 3 turned her wrist twice: “Otherwise, her body will not be able to withstand our toss.”

    Ji Fea No. 4 took advantage of the situation and made a fierce horse step: “Ha!”

    Song Yan: “…”

    You don’t need employment qualification review these days?

    It’s no wonder that the boy with his back to him didn’t even want to go through the process, he just said in a sloppy sentence: “Okay, don’t grind, fight?”

    The strap of the schoolbag hangs on the right shoulder, the sleeves are rolled up to the elbows at will, and the back is not stooped, but the whole body exudes a kind of “I look down on you”.

    The feather dusters couldn’t bear it at all: “Fight, fight! Whoever is afraid!”

    Tossed the umbrella and swarmed up.

    Long-legged brother suddenly raised his hand: “Wait.”

    Feather Duster: “?”

    Long-legged brother: “I’ll take a lethal weapon.”

    As he spoke, he took out a large wooden stick about forty centimeters long from his schoolbag, and knocked on the wall twice at will: “Okay, come on.”

    Looks pretty intimidating.

    The red-haired chicken, headed by, paused fearfully: “What are you?”

    “My grandma’s rolling pin.”

    “…” Fuck you.

    Song Yan feels that this long-legged brother may be born to be beaten.

    The scene is really no suspense.

    In order to speed up the end of this crushing battle, when the red-haired chicken, who had fallen to the ground once, stood up and planned to give him a fatal sneak attack from behind the long-legged brother.

    Song Yan reminded without emotion: “Behind.”

    The long-legged brother kicked back, and the red-haired chicken was hit by a real fatal chicken on the spot, clutching the unspeakable part and fell to the ground in pain.

    The chicken beater raised an eyebrow at Song Yan and smiled through the rain: “Thanks, brother.”

    Smiling oddly.

    By the way, the remaining four feather dusters laughed furiously: “Fuck you! This kid actually brought helpers! Brothers, give me! Don’t let one go!! “

    Song Yan: “…”

    None of his business.

    However, the thin and pale beautiful boy stood in the rain indifferently, looking really bullied.

    The gangsters rushed up like crazy.

    Song Yan stood on the spot with an umbrella in his right hand, and when the man in the lead rushed over with a stick, he directly clamped the opponent’s wrist with his left hand, twisted it in the opposite direction, and then kicked it hard against the knee socket. The man fell to the ground.

    The nose bone slammed into the stone on the ground. his back.

    Song Yan stepped on the person under his feet, raised his chin slightly, and looked indifferent: “Continue?”

    The rest of the feather dusters stood there: “…”

    I don’t really want to continue.

    But it’s too shameful to say it, after all, they still have a place in the chicken pen.

    Fortunately, the long-legged brother knew how much they weighed, he squatted beside the red chicken with a stick, and said slowly: “It’s okay not to continue. But my grandma owes you that point. The money has already been paid back, and you are still harassing so many times, isn’t it a bit inappropriate?”

    “You know the shit! When the old woman asks about the borrowed money, she has to follow the rules of the road, nine out of thirteen returns, and no less interest!” The red-haired chicken endured somewhere The pain roared out his professional beliefs.

    The long-legged brother has a good temper. He nodded and said, “It’s not unreasonable for you to say it.”

    Speaking, she stood up, raised her legs, raised her arms, it seemed that she planned to step on the red chicken’s face, and by the way, she used a rolling pin to open a scoop.

    The red-haired chicken, who was just right just now, immediately closed his eyes and hugged his head in fright, and blurted out, “Okay! Listen to you!”

    Long-legged brother: “Expand and talk.”

    Red-haired chicken: “I’ll tell our boss when I look back, saying that Mrs. Liu has already paid off, so I don’t need to rush it in the future. Is this the head office?”

    The long-legged brother put down his legs with satisfaction: “Isn’t it all right? I was thinking that if you don’t agree, I will trouble the police uncle.”

      Let’s go.”

    Without waiting for the red-haired chicken to speak, he was ready to run away.

    In the end, I didn’t pay attention when I put it on the shelf. I accidentally bumped into a severely damaged place, and the red-haired chicken immediately gasped in pain: “Fuck! Xia Zhiye! ruthless!”

    Xia Zhiye raised her eyebrows: “Sorry, I was careless.”

    How about you pay it back, a big man.

    The red-haired chicken looked at the dog-like face and couldn’t help scolding: “Don’t act like a spoiled child! I don’t eat this! You say you have such a small white face, go find someone The rich woman acts like a spoiled child and has already made a fortune, and she is afraid that she will not be able to pay this amount of money… uh… don’t cover my mouth, let me say… uh…”

    The feather duster quickly disappeared into the ruthless rain in Nanwu City, supporting their leader, who had lost his desire to survive.

    Song Yan has never been short of money, but he also knows how strong the self-esteem of boys at this age is. Insult, somewhat hurt and embarrassed.

    So I pretended not to hear anything, turned around and wanted to leave, but heard a sentence from the intense rain: “That makes sense…”

    The tone is full of the approval of the long-term confidant and the sudden feeling of sudden openness.

    Song Yan: “?”

    What makes sense?

    Before he could react, he saw the lonely boy who should have been traumatized slowly turn his head, and looked at himself with a serious expression on whether the end of the universe was Tieling or Songhuajiang: “You said my face…”

    “?”

    “Is it really worth it if I list it in the sea?”

    “…”

    There is a fart.

    I hope it will be worth the money for your brain.