Wei Qian once fantasized that one day, a reporter would find him and his siblings living like dogs in such an old silo, and then the reporter would take a few photos, write with a stroke of a pen, and write such a tearful and disgusting title as "Aspiring Teenager Working for Siblings to Go to School and Carrying a Family on His Young Shoulders", and then he would have government agencies come to their home to give them money, and there would be all kinds of big money to donate to their family, and all he had to do was to appear on TV and take a photo with them holding up a big check, and then he could do it. There will be government agencies to give money to the door, there will be all sorts of money to spend nowhere big money to their family donations, and he just need to go on TV, with them holding a big check to take a picture together can be.
However, there are still reports of "poor college students", "poor middle school students" and "poor elementary school students" broadcasted on TV every day, but none of them has approached Weiqian and the others.
Probably there were so many poor people in those days that you needed to wait in line for a lottery to get on TV like you did later to buy a car.
Immediately to the end of the school year, the weather is getting colder and colder, the morning out of the sky is not yet bright, Wei Qian rode a second-hand bicycle in the moonlight out of the door.
He didn't have gloves, and by the time he got to school his hands were so frozen that he could barely feel them, so he had to run upstairs with his head down while rubbing his hands together as fast as he could.
That day, when he went upstairs, he happened to run into his homeroom teacher, who was a middle-aged female teacher, surnamed Li, who was usually very nice to him - like Wei Qian, a student who reads very seriously, gets good grades and has a low-key attitude that doesn't cause any trouble, and if he happens to be more spirited and the teacher is a woman, he's basically destined to be favored by his teachers at school. If he happens to be good-looking and the teacher is a woman, he's basically destined to be favored by the teachers at school.
Mr. Li called out to him, "Hey, I just happened to run into a young man, come over here and help me move some stuff!"
Wei Qian helped her collect the school's newly issued twenty pounds of rice and two barrels of oil, and carried them all the way to her office, where Teacher Li asked him smilingly, "Have you had breakfast yet?"
Wei Qian paused and shook his head.
Mr. Li pulled out a loaf of bread and a ham sausage from under the table and handed it to him, "You got up late in bed in the morning, right? Take it and eat it."
Wei Qian smiled a little embarrassed and took it and thanked him.
Teacher Li did not know his family situation, when the high school children are wearing uniforms, the boys in addition to some individual love clean, all are the same sloppy and unkempt, brand-name bags and stalls to buy a bag all stuffed full of see the original shape, and the girls want to eat a small potato chip bucket, shabu shabu to the table a poke is a pen holder.
In those days, people were surprisingly equal to each other, and with a sweep of the surface, one couldn't tell which one was the mayor's son and which one was an orphan who had to work odd jobs to eke out a living.
Only in the beginning of the school year when there is a family situation questionnaire, there are parents work unit column, Wei Qian stared at the space for a long time, the end of the fabricated write "individual" two words ......
No one asked if he was a living or dead individual anyway.
Teacher Li tiptoed up to pat his shoulder and instructed, "Go on, today's Monday, the flag-raising speech is ready, quickly go back and read it twice, don't forget the words in a while."
Flag-raising speech by each class to send students to the stage is an old tradition of the school, Wei Qian on the podium before he couldn't help but straighten his back - it's not that he was nervous, but last night's melee when the back received a stick, get up in the morning to see, black and blue a piece of the strange pain.
Wei Qian stood on the stage without a script, rolled his way through his speech full of dreams and melodrama, which was followed by the usual perfunctory and polite applause from all the yawning classmates.
Weiqian laughed very softly before taking two steps back and yielding the microphone to the host.
As he was about to step down, Wei Qian stood at last on the high podium and scanned the panorama of the campus--
A row of yellow leaves are about to fall out of the ginkgo trees, four hundred meters of the standard sports field, red brick school building, those wearing uniforms, fewer students ...... and a few large cherry trees in front of the school building, it is said that it is a hybrid of the southern cherry tree and the local species, and in the spring of each year, the petals that floated down have a thick layer, which can be buried in the surface of the human The tops of the feet are buried, but unfortunately he entered school in the fall and did not have time to see.
Wei Qian looked like he was trying to fit it all in his eyes, then he turned around and went down the stone steps to the podium without looking back.
He made it back to class before everyone was dismissed, quickly packed up everything he had, grabbed his pre-written withdrawal form, and headed in the direction of the Registrar's Office.
The director of instruction did not know the student's situation, but only routinely asked the reason, Wei Qian did not want to make himself look like a poor out-of-school child - it was useless to say so, the school might get him a bursary out of sympathy after a difficult turnaround, however, his main problem was not in the bursary, he needed more money, or more time to earn money to He needs more money, or more time to earn money to support his family.
Why bring his fragile ego out for a crowd if you can't solve the problem?
So Wei Qian, who had committed a middle-aged disease, just lightly explained that his family was moving out of town and could not continue to read here.
Leaving the faculty office, he passed by the basketball court where the basketball gym specialists were practicing, a ball flew at him, he nimbly reached out to take it next, whistled and threw it back, the gym boys waved at him from a distance, "Thanks man!"
Wei Qian smiled at him for a moment, but then his smile dried up and he stopped stopping, darting his head down to walk by.
Wei Qian carried his heavy schoolbag to a rag collector not far away, dumped all the books and paper in the bag and sold it for one dollar and twenty cents, Wei Qian gathered another eighty cents, and bought a carnation with the two dollars, and slipped into Ms. Li's office while she was in class, and put the flower on her desk, and then he left the school with an empty bag on his back.
He rode his bicycle home, selling breakfast hemp son of the mother and child two have not yet closed the stall, hemp son saw Wei Qian, surprised to ask: "Seven - yi - Qian child, you, how you back, back? Forget, forget, forget what east ......"
Wei Qian got out of the car, threw his empty book bag behind him, and calmly interrupted, "No, Asako, I'm not going to read anymore."
As if he hadn't reacted to what he meant for a moment, Asako repeated dully, "No, no, no, no more reading?"
Wei Qian: "Well, I dropped out of school."
Asako's reaction was always slow, probably really a little brain problem, Wei Qian sometimes wondered if it was not a slap in the face, he would not know the pain until a minute later.
The brain-challenged pockmarked man stood frozen in place for more than half a minute, his face with big bumps stacked on top of small bumps reddened into a piece of red-hot iron carbon, his chest rose and fell violently, and after a few moments, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.
Then Pocky lunged at him and shoved violently at Wei Qian's chest, and Wei Qian stumbled, and the bike fell to the ground, the wheels still spinning round and round.
Asako opened his mouth, "ah ah ooo" yell a pass, the more anxious the more can not say, hold him a red neck, finally he could not bear it, pulling out his throat and cried out, the voice of the mournful, crying Za ear.
Though he could not speak well, he had a good voice for howling.
Wei Qian's chest was so clogged that it was about to explode.
Maybe dropping out of school was no big deal in his long life, but for a teenager who had been studying hard and expecting it to make a difference, dropping out was as if the shaky sky he had been barely holding on to had collapsed.
But the sky is falling, Wei Qian does not want to hug and cry with hemp on the main road, ugly.
So Wei Qian just bent down and used the action of holding the car to hide the expression of sadness that flickered on his face, then he raised his head and squeezed out a smile full of concern, even to the point of appearing contemptuous, at Asako: ''What are you crying about? Fool, I'm not dead yet. If you quit school, then you quit school, aren't you all out? How big of a fart, as far as that goes?"
Asako cried harder, hoarse and oblivious.
Wei Qian finally said no more words, he carried an old canvas bag, stood with his hands hanging down two steps away from Asako, and watched his stupid brother wipe a tear with his hand.
The bitter, dry, cold wind and salt-laden tears washed away the frozen slits in Asako's hands, revealing the young, blood-soaked flesh inside.
This long winter began with the howling of a greaseball minion dogging it out.
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Reading in sections 7
Wei Qian embarked on his career as a professional hooligan, and he became a little-known fighter under Le.
Fourteen or fifteen years old half a big kid, just picked up, meat has not kept up with the bones long, face also still with childish, he gave Le brother to watch the field, every day silent, because and those three words do not leave the woman's big men really have nothing to say, fight but always more than the others to be ruthless, he seems to store in his heart an indescribable gas.
Le brother was very disappointed at first, after all, his expectations of Wei Qian is very big, he originally thought of Wei Qian to the university, so that he went to study law or financial class, Le brother calculations, his business can not always see the light, he wants to be successful, the surface of the matter to be a person who will drill the legal loopholes, will be doing false accounting to take care of good, this person has to be clever, but also have to be completely trustworthy, non-Wei Qian is none other than.
Le brother's chest had already lined up general outline his future grand blueprint to, each person what use is a pair of number, but he did not expect his own high hopes Weiqian even so rotten wall, high school to him to drop out of school not to read.
For a while, Le had stopped paying attention to Wei Qian because it was useless.
But he didn't expect that after a year of silence, this kid had made a name for himself.
Wei Qian is after all a teenager, physical strength and real adults is not very good compared, so do this kind of "physical work" as a fighter is not very advantageous, Le also did not think highly of him, usually just let him on duty during the day - Le's entertainment venues, in fact, is a nightclub, although it is also open during the day, but it is just an ordinary eating place, the main event at night. Nightclub, although also open during the day, but just an ordinary place to eat, the night only have the main event.
It's an industry consensus that those who do make trouble usually go at night.
Who knows that the 36 lines, line out of rogues, and the real rogues in the line of work, there are bad practitioners, there are also reckless professional conduct of the generation - those people belong to another casino in the city, the boss of the rich and powerful, want to pick up this snake Le, but people are not in the local area, the whip can not be reached, and so sent his men to make arrangements.
His men are a world of wonders, put together a person goatish, short of breath, stinking shameless and other characteristics, good for nothing to be rare.
This person carefully thought for a while, think the night to go may not be able to do people, afraid to get in to come out, but do not dare to disobey the boss's orders, so ingenious in broad daylight to run to the nightclub to make trouble.
The other party brought a dozen or so outwardly strong and powerful men to kick off the nightclub, which was sparsely staffed.
During the daytime to watch the venue, either hired through proper channels of security, or Wei Qian such as Le as a vase posed by the half-grown children, pretending to look can be, hands visible can not be seen in the real chapter.
These people who kicked in the pavilion looked like they were coming from a bad place, and no one dared to stop them from barging in.
The leader, a butt to the hall, clearly is to make trouble, loud obscenities, molested the little girl serving dishes, wine bottles broken all over the place, the already small number of dinner guests scared to stand up to leave.
The lobby manager frowned and whispered to the little brothers underneath him to call Le.
As a result, the little brother has not yet had time to go, wearing the Casino uniform Wei Qian walked over expressionlessly, a troublemaker thought he was a small security guard to stop, a hand grabbed him by the collar, not the slightest bit of him in the eyes: "Call your boss to come, smart kids don't come out to be a gun ...... "
Before he said the word "cannon fodder", he first abruptly changed his tone, and the man let go of Wei Qian with a scream, scrambling to let go of Wei Qian and retreating five or six steps backward in a row, his face showing fear.
Only to see a large bloody gash in his chest, blood sprayed out like a fountain, people then realized that Wei Qian was carrying a kitchen machete for chopping bones.
Wei Qian chopped people without mercy, a knife down, he did not even wipe his face, one hand carrying a machete, one hand picked up a broken half of the bottle, greetings do not fight, not even say, directly like killing his father and enemies to rush up to the physical combat.
As the saying goes, "the rash is afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of the life-threatening", these people avoid the peak of the evening crowd, pick the daytime clean time to come over to make trouble, visible originally is not what the horizontal.
So a dozen or so people, on the spot by a do not want to life all dry over, with its shocking gold and jade table, bear bag which became this legend.
When Le heard about this and brought his men in a hurry, the battle was already over, and he saw a field of blood and booze at the scene.
Half of his body was drenched in blood, the teenager was left with a white undershirt, sitting on the couch, stretching out his arm for Sanfat, who had rushed in on the news, to dolefully clean the broken glass from his arm, his hand hanging unnaturally, and he didn't know whether it was dislocated or broken.
However, as if he didn't know the pain, he didn't say a word, didn't even look at him, just lowered his head and smoked a cigarette with full concentration.