Click!

The board rub hit Chen Zhui's head and fell to the ground, and the students in the classroom burst into laughter.

Amid the laughter, Chen Zhui opened his sleepy eyes. He rubbed the place on the top of his head that was hit by the blackboard wipe, and struggled to sit up straight.

"Chen Zhui!"

The head teacher Liu Li shouted loudly, and she pushed up the black-framed glasses, "You are still sleeping during such an important period of junior high school, look at your test paper, the sixth from the bottom in the city! It's quite auspicious!"

Liu Li is about thirty years old, wearing a black professional suit, fair skin and beautiful face. The exaggerated curve on her chest trembled with her ups and downs, which made all the boys in the class swallow.

"The sixth to last, 666!" Liu Qian laughed, and said as he even compared a sign of Parkinson's syndrome to Chen Zhui, and another burst of laughter sounded in the class.

Chen Zhui glanced at Liu Qian and muttered in a low voice: Look, you are so good, why don’t you go to heaven? Isn’t it just that you are richer than me, higher than me, and better than me? Are you as handsome as me? Are you!

Liu Qian is the school grass of Lanling Junior High School, and has been a sensational figure in the entire school for three years.

His father is the boss of the Liu Group. He goes to and from school to school to pick up and drop off. He has first-class academic performance and has long dominated the honor list. He has a tall figure and fair skin, especially his pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which has fascinated many good girls.

On the other hand, Chen Zhui is one of the tens of millions of students at the bottom.

His parents are both working-class people in Shuguang City. The family is crowded in a low-rent building of 60 square meters. His academic performance is a badass project. It is a negative person who regains confidence for all poor students. His school uniform zippers are never pulled, and the corners of his clothes are always swaying in the wind.

If you have to find out what advantages from Chen Zhui, is diamonds at the king level considered?

For three years, Chen Zhui has no sense of existence in this class, and is a person who will be automatically ignored every class gathering. When he has the most presence, the teacher needs a typical negative example.

"It's not the teacher who said you," Liu Li cursed with her hands on her hips and pointed at Chen Zhui's nose, "You are so careless all day long, you don't read books, and you don't learn. What else do you want after these three years of fooling around? Do you move bricks on the construction site or carry manure? In this world, what else can you do without studying? Your small body can't even resist the feces!"

"Look at your hair, you still have so long, you have snatched all the nutrition in your brain, why are you going to get into high school..."

Let me ask, when you can't integrate into the circle of classmates no matter how hard you try and you can't get the teacher's affirmation, will you choose to continue working hard or go with the flow? This is the ultimate problem for being a student.

Chen Zhui’s choice is to transform into Pipi shrimp, so that no accusation or ridicule can penetrate his shrimp skin.

He shook the long hair on his forehead, rolled Liu Li with his blurred sleepy eyes, and said intimately, "You have lost too much blood this month! You are so big that you have no brains! I don't hate reading, but I just hate boring life!"

Chen Zhui really likes reading books. He can read online novels in three years of junior high school and can circle the earth.

When Liu Li saw Chen Zhui's sloppy look, she became angry and suddenly lost her temper. Finally, she said a harsh sentence to Chen Zhui: "I think there is no hope for you to get into high school. Choose a technical school that you can live in as soon as possible! Learn a skill and you won't starve to death in the future."

"Chicken School?" Chen Zhui murmured in a low voice: "I have backbone, I would rather die than be a chicken..."

"Teacher, don't be angry!" Liu Qian said with a smile, "It's not worth it to be angry for such a Liuliu student!"

...

After school, Chen Zhui walked home with the exam transcript, looking at the rigid reinforced concrete forest in the city in front of him, men and women with the same face as thousands of people... He once again felt that his life was extremely boring.

When I was a child, I went to class, studied, did the papers, grew up working, got married, and got married...

Do you have to repeat yourself again and have been repeated by others for thousands of times?

This setting is too fucking!

God, Laojun, Sakyamuni, do you play mahjong three missing one? You always put me in this circle?

Chen Zhui folded the exam report card in his hand into an airplane and threw it out "swish", as if he wanted it to break free from the dull air, escape from some invisible constraints, and fly into the distance.

But the plane turned around in the air and returned to his feet.

"Damn!" Chen Zhui stepped on the plane with anger.

...

After Chen Zhui got home, his parents had not yet gotten off work.

His father works in a moving company, moving furniture and cleaning the house all day long, while his mother works in a textile factory, repeating one action all day long: tie the broken thread. The couple can't make a lot of money in a month, and after paying back the monthly payment, there is only a lot left, which can barely be enough for a family of three to eat.

Chen Zhui threw his schoolbag on the ground, consciously cooked the porridge, warmed up the leftovers for noon, and finally sat in the small living room watching TV, waiting for his parents to come home for dinner.

This is how his life was like, pretending to be a bastard in school, and becoming a good baby when he went home.

Because, in Shen Zhui's opinion, the whole world is pale and colorless, but the family is warm and blue. Perhaps the life of this family of three is not rich, but they are very satisfied, and satisfaction is a kind of happiness.

Crack, the sound of the door lock turning came, and Chen Zhui's parents came back from get off work.

My father, Chen Guodong, is 35 years old, has a medium figure, and has a pair of myopic glasses on his face. He is slightly hunched because he has been carrying heavy objects on his shoulders all year round.

Mom Chen Xiuzhen, 34 years old, has a slightly plump body, her facial features are quite upright, and her eyes are covered with fine crow's feet. Because she has been rubbing her thread for more than ten years, her palms have thick calluses.

After the family of three, Chen Xiuzhen went to the kitchen to wash dishes, Chen Zhui and his father Chen Guodong watched TV in the living room.

"Dad," Chen Zhui, who had been silent, suddenly said, "I will be ranked sixth from the bottom in the city this time."

"Okay! Sixth in the city!" Chen Guodong looked at Chen Zhui in surprise, "My son has such excellent grades and will definitely make a name for himself in the future."

"Uh, that's the sixth to the end." Chen Zhui scratched his head embarrassedly. He didn't expect that he could be praised in this way.

"..." Chen Guodong heard it clearly this time. He was silent for a while, as if he wanted to say something but did not open his mouth. Finally, he comforted his son and said, "As long as he is willing to work hard, he will make progress in the future."

"I don't want to study anymore." Chen Zhui said suddenly.

"What did you say?!"

With a "teng", Chen Guodong jumped up from the sofa excitedly. The blue veins on his forehead trembled and pointed at Chen and asked: "You...what did you say just now? Say it again!"

Seeing his father's furious look, Chen Zhui felt a little scared, but this time he decided to give it his best!

As the saying goes, stretching your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is a knife. Sooner or later, the father and son understand in their hearts, but they have been pretending to be confused by each other.

"Dad! I don't want to study anymore!" Chen Zhui reiterated again, "I know I'm sorry for you, sorry for your hard work when I got up early and went to bed late, and sorry for your expectations of me, but... But I'm not a good source for studying at all! It's better to go out to work and make money and reduce the financial burden for the family."

Chen Zhui said everything he was stuffy in his heart in one breath. His hands tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and he did not dare to look up at his father's reaction.

"Little Zhui!" Chen Guodong shouted excitedly, pointed at Chen Zhui's nose and shouted: "I have been waiting for your words for fifteen years!"

Chen Zhui was originally ready to be baptized by the storm, but suddenly he was confused by his father's words. He stared at Chen Guodong with a confused look on his face and said to himself: Dad wasn't his head short-circuited by me!

"Uh, dad, don't be excited, don't be excited." Chen Zhui quickly stood up and patted Chen Guodong on the back, "In fact, you can discuss the matter of dropping out of school slowly..."

"No!" Chen Guodong grabbed Chen Zhui's hand and said resolutely: "This matter is unanswered! I will go through the procedures for dropping out of school tomorrow!"

"Ha? Dad, did you agree?" Chen Zhui shouted excitedly, "My father, can you say it again? I'm afraid my ears are lame, I didn't hear it clearly!"

Chen Zhui was indeed confused. Although his father always knew that he had poor grades, he would drop out if he said he would drop out. This is too straightforward!

You know, "Reading changes destiny" has always been regarded as a sacred creed by working families!

"Little Zhui, what do you look like? Can I still not know this father!" Chen Guodong patted Chen Zhui's shoulder and pondered, "In recent years, you have forced yourself too hard and wrapped yourself too tightly. Some things can't be solved by turning a blind eye, but who can say that this must be a manifestation of escapism?"

"Dad, I...I don't quite understand." Chen Zhui only understood the first half of the sentence.

"Xiao Zhui, if you didn't ask for it on your own initiative, I wouldn't have said anything more, but now, come with me!" As he said that, Chen Guodong pulled Chen Zhui to the bedroom, then crawled under the bed and started to pull out a bunch of smelly shoes and rotten socks, and finally turned out a black stocking.

"Xiao Zhui, look!" Chen Guodong took the black stockings to Chen Zhui, "This is the relic left by your grandfather."

"Uh..." Chen Zhui stared at the black stockings for a long time, then touched it and said, "It's very smooth and smooth. Grandpa's hobby... is quite unique."

"Boy, what are you talking about?" Chen Guodong handed Chen Zhui's stockings, "I asked you to pour out the things inside!"

"Oh." Chen Zhui took the stockings and poured them on the bed. Two black balls and a letter immediately rolled out from inside.

The small ball is a black crystal that is only the size of a fingernail. The other ball is about the size of a fist. It is dark all over, with golden silk patterns on the surface, looking like a large egg.

"Son," Chen Guodong said with infinite emotion, "Your grandfather and your father don't have the courage to choose a new life, so they keep your grandfather's relics. Now that you have this awareness, then open that letter. I respect your choice! But you must remember that once you have a choice, you must go on for me no matter how hard or hard it is!"

After saying that, Chen Guodong patted Chen Zhui's shoulder and left the bedroom alone.

Chen Zhui opened the envelope with a suspicious look on his face, and saw a soft bronze piece of paper inside, written in beautiful floral characters:

Gruth Magic Academy Admission Time: June 6th of each year
Chapter completed!