"No, look, the golden girl of our class has come out."
Looking in the direction of my best friend's finger, I saw a man and a woman crossing the sidewalk. The man was handsome and the woman was cute.
The boy opened his mouth in surprise:
"This woman is so beautiful. Why didn't you do anything about the man next to her?"
Although he was despised by his friends, the boy was not angry. Instead, he looked mockingly at his friend who just asked him:
"Hao Ren, our class monitor, do you know?"
"I know, in our No. 3 Middle School, who doesn't know that Hao Ren's father is the leader of the Education Bureau? Otherwise, how could he always be allowed to speak on stage?"
"Today, Hao Ren was banged by this guy in front of the whole class and the teacher, and his face was swollen. Tell me, do you want me to ask for your contact information? Just say that you are interested in Xie Shiyun. Look. See how he tells you, how can he convince others with his virtue?"
The boy grabbed his friend's hand, and panic appeared on his face: "Brother, let's go ahead, he's looking over."
Wang Qingyun looked curiously at the two students walking away. One seemed to be from his own class, and the other was unknown to him.
"What's wrong?" Xie Shiyun frowned and looked at Wang Qingyun, her heart unknowingly feeling troubled.
Shaking his head, Wang Qingyun started a new topic:
"It's okay, let's go. I haven't seen your brother for a long time. How is business lately?"
The word "business" was like a thorn in the bean curd, which suddenly stuck on the tip of Xie Shiyun's tongue. Xie Shiyun did not answer and became silent. The cute pink blush on her face gradually faded away, like an ice cube that had been frozen again and became deeper.
Xie Shiyun seemed to be good at studying and beautiful, but in fact her life was not easy. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 15 years old and in her third year of junior high school, leaving only her and her younger brother to depend on each other.
Her parents were injured at work and were compensated more than 40,000 yuan, but they were completely deceived by a relative. Since then, she has learned to hide her feelings.
The house leaked but it rained all night, and the broken boat encountered a strong wind.
Overnight, the naughty younger brother who did not like to study could only take on the financial burden of the family - selling fruits. After learning about the situation, the agricultural trading company would pay three hundred yuan in child support to their siblings every month. both.
Mentioning the word business was like mentioning Xie Shiyun's experience, which gave her the illusion of being inferior to others. She felt that Wang Qingyun was deliberately emphasizing distance, so she pursed her lips and said coldly:
"good."
Wang Qingyun didn't say anything else. Xie Shiyun was very sensitive now, and it would be useless to say more.
The fruit stall is placed on the street corner. It is very simple. It is packed with a few white foam boxes and put on a few brown cardboard baffles. It sells during the day. At night, the siblings put it on the small cart beside it. Pushed home.
"Sister, get out of class is over, come and eat some watermelon, I just opened it." A cheerful voice sounded, and a boy with a thumb-sized scar on his forehead handed over the watermelon.
Xie Shiyun pointed at Wang Qingyun bitterly: "Brother, this is my classmate Wang Qingyun."
After saying that, he looked at Wang Qingyun: "Wang Qingyun, this is my little brother Xie Jiahao."
Xie Jiahao was very earnest one second, and the next second, his eyes glanced at Wang Qingyun with a fierce look.
"Hello."
…
The two simply shook hands, and the three of them stood in front of the stall, feeling quite embarrassed.
On weekdays, Xie Shiyun would look after the store after school, and her younger brother would take a nap in the back, so it wouldn't seem crowded. However, Wang Qingyun's arrival disrupted all arrangements.
Xie Shiyun wanted her brother to move the bench out, but they only had one in total, which was placed under her brother's heels. Looking at the simple fruit stand, although her face was calm, she was already feeling bitter in her heart.
After all, she was a girl, and she still couldn't feel completely relieved in front of the boy she cared about. A low emotion called shame spread in her heart. Xie Shiyun was speechless, as if there was an ice cube in her chest that had not melted for thousands of years, blocking her throat to speak.
Wang Qingyun broke the deadlock:
"Xie Jiahao, I want to improve my grades in the last month. Your sister said that she promised to help me make up classes, but she has to ask for your permission. I wonder what your attitude is?"
Xie Jiahao turned to look at his sister and asked doubtfully: "Sister, did you really promise to give him extra lessons?"
The two siblings know each other very well. The younger brother knows that his older sister has always been a bit repulsive to boys, because those boys can't do anything except give her love letters. There are one or two who want to play tricks, but they are all scared away by the younger brother with a watermelon knife. .
Now when he met someone with bad grades, Xie Jiahao subconsciously thought that Wang Qingyun forced his sister.
I don't know when the watermelon knife was already in Xie Jiahao's hands. As long as Xie Shiyun said no, he would teach Wang Qingyun how to behave.
"Ah?" Xie Shiyun looked at Wang Qingyun. On the way here, she only said that she would teach Wang Qingyun when she was free, but did not say that she would give him extra lessons.
How can a sister know what a younger brother is like? Xie Shiyun quickly took Xie Jiahao's hand: "I promised."
Wang Qingyun looked at Xie Jiahao: "Little brother, how are you?"
"I don't agree. If I hadn't seen that you are my sister's classmate, I would have kicked you out!" Xie Jiahao raised his knife and looked at Wang Qingyun with a fierce look. Maybe Wang Qingyun really wanted to study, so he found Sister, but as a powerless commoner, Xie Jiahao knows very well that he should avoid meddling in other people's affairs;
People's hearts are unpredictable, what if my sister was deceived.
"Little brother!" Xie Shiyun glared at her brother, who always threatens people with a knife.
"Sister, if he wants to make up lessons, he can go to the teacher himself. If you make up for him, it will also delay your study time. Anyway, I won't agree. Our parents want you to study and succeed.
I'm worthless and can't continue studying, but I will never allow others to delay your study. If anyone wants to delay your study, ask me about the knife in my hand and tell me if I will agree! "
Xie Jiahao pulled Xie Shiyun behind him and stood in front of Wang Qingyun, looking at him fiercely.
If Wang Qingyun remembers correctly, Xie Shiyun in her previous life was attracted by Wu Xiong's pimp, and then she designed Xie Jiahao to enter the game and lose money, and finally "bought" his sister.
Although Wu Xiong was finally hacked to death by Xie Jiahao, the result of Xie Shiyun's suicide remained unchanged.
He obviously wanted to lend a helping hand, but Xie Jiahao blocked him like a hedgehog. Maybe, this was his fate.
Wang Qingyun took two steps back, and Xie Shiyun gritted her teeth and said nothing. In fact, there was not much room for improvement in her grades. It was just to check for gaps and make up lessons for Wang Qingyun. She did not resist, on the contrary, she was a little happy.
But she couldn't bear the huge identity gap between the two parties, and it was very bitter.
Moreover, she had to take care of her younger brother's emotions. The two siblings depended on each other. Her younger brother gave up studying to sell fruit. She couldn't make her younger brother sad. She had to work hard to control the turbulent emotions in her young heart. Looking at Wang Qingyun, a touch of moisture rolled in her eyes. .
Wang Qingyun took two steps back and stood still. I believe in fate, but I believe in myself more. If I don't accept it, I will beat him until he accepts it.
“A scientist from Citigroup said that the best way to improve learning efficiency is to teach others what you have learned and deepen their impressions in the process, which is called Feynman learning.
With your sister’s current grades, there is absolutely no problem in going to a key university, but she is still a little far away from a top university. If you can teach me, I will have a chance to enter the top university. During the process of her teaching me, as long as she has any dissatisfaction, I can tell you at any time. can end;
If you don't trust me, just study with me and make up lessons every day. I'll give your sister 200 as a make-up fee. How about that? "
Xie Shiyun was about to speak when her younger brother continued fiercely:
"I don't care if you are Feynman or Altman, but it just doesn't work. It's two hundred dollars a day. Why don't you go find a teacher instead of dragging my sister down? Besides, it's two hundred dollars a day. Do you think your family owns a bank?" !"
Wang Qingyun can't say, "I think your sister is attractive, but at the same time I want to steal her learning methods."
Too lazy to waste words, Wang Qingyun waved to Xie Jiahao as he walked: "Aren't you going to stop me? Come on, pass your hands, I will fall to the ground, and leave immediately. If you can't fall, you and I will go to class."
"Is this what you said?"
"a man of his words!"
The moisture in her eyes was quietly wiped away. Xie Shiyun looked at Wang Qingyun's eyes with a strange color. She felt that Wang Qingyun was willing to be beaten for her. She felt an impulse in her heart and quickly pulled her little brother:
"Don't fight, you two!"
Seeing Xie Shiyun stand up, Wang Qingyun quickly added fuel to the fire:
"It's okay, I won't really do anything."
Listening to Wang Qingyun's arrogant words, Xie Jiahao, who was already angry, had an unhealthy flush on his face.
"Sister, this is our boys' business. Just watch, and I will scare him and make him retreat."
After taking off his sister's hand, Xie Jiahao put down his watermelon knife and walked straight towards Wang Qingyun.
I have to say that whether a person can do something can be seen from an early age.
Although Xie Jiahao is only sixteen years old now, he is already 1.7 meters tall. His hands are as strong as steel bars from carrying fruits for a long time, and his veins are exposed, like vast green dragons, hidden under his bronze skin. There is a kind of violent beauty.
"I know you have plans for my sister, but I tell you, unless you step over my body."
After saying that, Xie Jiahao rushed towards Wang Qingyun.
After being dodged three times in a row, a sense of surprise crept into Xie Jiahao's heart. He learned his punches from a master. He used to beat people. Why can't he even touch the corners of his clothes today?
"Your fist is too heavy and has power, but it is not accurate and is of no use." Wang Qingyun said after dodging another punch.
A black cat or a white cat, if it catches mice, it is a good cat. Xie Jiahao did not stick to the boxing skills, and immediately attacked the lower body, lifted the crotch and legs, monkeys stole peaches, and went straight to Huanglong...
Whatever was convenient, the two of them fought for five minutes. Under the high tension, sweat dripped down and dripped on the ground.
This guy is not underage. I am afraid that three or five men will fall down. He should be serious.
The dull look in his eyes suddenly turned fierce. Wang Qingyun changed his defensive posture and suddenly changed his moves. His hand whizzed through the air, making a clattering sound, like a spear piercing the air.
Wang Qingyun twisted Xie Jiahao's hands and kicked the numbness in his knee, causing a numbness to go up his thigh.
Before Xie Jiahao could react, he immediately made a killing move and pressed down with a hanging gesture.
Boom——
Xie Jiahao couldn't use any strength and unconsciously squatted on the ground.
Wang Qingyun said in a voice that only two people could hear:
“I understand your feelings about protecting your sister, but I’ll reiterate.
1. I won’t hurt your sister, I really want to know the secret of her learning;
2. If you lose, you must go to class with me every day. I will give your sister 200 yuan per class. I will not lose a penny, and I will repay your sister for helping me in school;
3. You are really too weak. If you want me to leave, you can. At the very least, you have to knock me down. "
Xie Jiahao looked at him fiercely and turned half of his face away: "I don't believe it. The police can't cure you."
"Oh? Then wait for me and I'll call the police."
