He was driving a plane frying fritters

Chapter 12

It turned out that he hadn't come out of the story of Jinzhu Primary School Ba.

Zhu Xing almost forgot about this.

Fang Lixing continued, "I didn't expect you to do so well in the exam, did you really cheat?"

Zhu Gaoxing: "Hey, I did go to the principal's office to steal the question, you have to keep it secret for me."

Fang Lixing frowned, "It's true."

Zhu Gaoxing: "Believe it or not."

the next day.

When I wish Gao Xing woke up, the sun was shining, but the temperature was cold. He checked the forecast, no wonder he was a little bored, and it was going to rain.

According to the degree of sultriness, it is estimated that the rain will not start until night, so Zhu Gao just put on a coat and went out wearing a hat.

He planned to visit his younger brother Gu Bushang, and take him to study by the way.

After taking a taxi to the downstairs, the engineering team members were still squatting there, smoking a cigarette and watching the story in their hands, laughing while watching.

Zhu Gaoxing took out a bag of loose oranges and handed them to them, "Hello, I am Gu Bushang's friend. These fruits are for you. They are very sweet, so I will treat them as a welcome gift."

A man with a mustache stretched out his hand to take it, grinning and showing his golden teeth, "How can that little lunatic make such a sensible friend?"

Zhu Xing smiled and pointed upstairs, "Is he at home?"

The man shook his head, "Cheng Gela has gone off to work, and he probably won't be back until evening."

Zhu Gaoxing asked, "What job? I'm still thinking about making up lessons for him."

Lao Wei was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Hahaha make up lessons? Did I hear correctly?"

Others laughed too.

"The word remedial lessons is so new, I've never heard of it before."

"Isn't this the treatment only children in the North District have?"

Zhu Gaoxin waved his hand, "I don't charge, I just review with him."

"Listen to my advice, don't get too close to him, it's a wild dog with abnormal brains, everyone will fall for it, and you can't raise it well." Lao Wei gestured, "Maybe it will kill you someday gone."

Zhu Gaoxing looked taught, "Then where is he now?"

Lao Wei narrowed his eyes, "Let's go to the boxing ring."

Zhu Xing said goodbye to them politely, and took a taxi to Sifang Street.

This underground factory is still full of smog, and there are many new graffiti on the walls, and the ground is full of colorful paint.

On the stage, two people were boxing, with grim expressions, the black man was still on the left, and the other was a braided braid.

While they were beating and swearing, the people below followed suit, creating a lively atmosphere.

Zhu Xingxing saw Gu Bushang at a glance, he was lying on the wide sofa in the corner, holding a bag of potato chips in his arms, and holding the test book in his hand.

The people sitting next to them are all abnormal, their dresses are weird, some look like disco dancers, some look like Two-dimensionalcos, and there are a few members of non-mainstream bands, their hair color is more vivid, what color are they? Both.The tattoos on his body even spread to his face, with weird paintings and black lines, evil and weird.

Cheng Feng, the foreman, was sitting in the middle, holding something like a pictorial in his hand, and kept drawing something on it.

It looks like a group of people full of artistic atmosphere are chatting, but there is a sense of injustice everywhere.

Although Gu Bushang was sitting with them, there was a clear distinction between them. His white hair covered his eyes, but he couldn't stop his earnest concentration in studying. It was a breeze.

He didn't participate in it all the time, he was reading the test book seriously, and from time to time he picked up a short pencil to write something.

"Shang Shang."

Happy to call him.

"唰唰唰唰" Countless eyes looked over, Cheng Feng's was the most terrifying, his eyes were so cold that he seemed to freeze to death, he put the pictorial aside, even though there was a distance, Zhu Gaoxin still saw the things on it, like A topographic map of a large factory, with several crosses drawn with a red pen, planning for immoral behavior, should be about this.

Gu Bushang's reaction was even bigger, he stood up and dragged Zhu Happy to the sofa.

"Brother? How do you know I'm here?"

Zhu Gaoxing greeted the others, and put the oranges on the table, "I have a good understanding. Hello everyone, I'm here to find Shangshang to make up lessons."

Cheng Feng stared at him, then looked at the basket of oranges on the map, but said nothing.

The others were enthusiastic, looking up and down strangely.

"Gu Shangshang said he recognized a brother, is it you?"

"He looks like a good student, how old is he this year?"

"You look so handsome."

I wish you happy: ".."

Cheng Feng moved the orange away, "What are you asking?" He shook the map, "Are you here to make up lessons?"

Zhu Xing nodded, "Is it convenient?"

Cheng Feng leaned back, with an imposing manner, filled with words that made it difficult to speak, "It's not very convenient."

Zhu Xing sat aside, "That's okay, you are busy with your work, and I will correct his mistakes."

Li Mi, who was on the sidelines, laughed out loud, "Brother Cheng, you can't dampen the child's enthusiasm for learning, this is too strange."

The woman in the red dress also sat a little closer, blinking coquettishly, "I think so too. Why don't we just let him come along? Studying is a big deal, so don't delay it."

Cheng Feng was silent for a few seconds, "Alright."

Gu Bushang grabbed Zhu Gaoxin's wrist, "We can go play together!"

Zhu Gaoxin pressed his hand, "I'm giving you tutoring, not playing with you, why are you so excited."

He took out the question book, "How much have you written?"

Gu Bu Shang smiled and his eyes turned into the moon, "I haven't finished writing, there are a few questions I don't know how to do, so they are empty."

Zhu Xing turned over, the more she looked at it, the more she frowned, and slowly her temples twitched a few times.

Gu Bushang kept staring at him, his expression became tense, "What's wrong, did you make a lot of mistakes?"

Zhu Xingxing is very calm, "This math question asks that A shoots the target five times, and B also shoots five times. Find the probability and variance value to determine who wins and loses between the two. Why did you answer that the other person collapsed?" can you win?"

Gu Bushang curled his lips, "I don't know how to do this, so I asked Li Mi, and he said that this is an intellectual question, so I have to answer it this way."

Happy silence.

"Who is Li Mi?"

Gu Bushang pointed to the man with a bunch of Chinese characters tattooed on his neck, "That's him."

Li Mi's ears are very sharp. When he heard this sentence, he raised his head and gave Zhu Xing a smile, "Damn, I'm talking nonsense, who knows that he really believed it."

Zhu Xingxing smirked back, and then told Gu Bushang in a low voice, "If you don't do it in the future, just ask me, don't ask others."

Gu Bushang said in a serious tone, "Okay, I see." He paused, "Brother, you are so kind." Then he began to boast, "You are kind and smart, I feel like you can do everything."

He reached out and took the basket of oranges and hugged him, "Buy me some food."

Zhu Xingxing flipped through the question booklet and replied, "Thank you, you have discovered all the qualities I have hidden for so long. You are also very smart."

Then he couldn't boast anymore.

Mathematics is bad, Chinese is bad, and I can't read a sentence of ancient poems. Apart from the deformed and deformed fonts that seem to be written by aliens, the content of the composition is even more messy.

"Title: My dream. My name is Gu Bushang, I like being called Shangshang, it makes me look cute.

I used to have no dreams, I just liked to sit at the base of the wall and draw, it was very boring.

Fortunately, I met my long-lost brother, he is happy to be a pig, he is taller than me, but it can be seen that he will not grow any longer.

Very thin, no fat at all.But it's so white, just like the pig I saw in the village that was boiled in a hot pot before, my brother's skin is very similar to that pale pig skin, it is white and shiny.

I like shiny things. When I saw that shiny pigskin, I just wanted to take it home and make it into a blanket to cover my body every day.

But I didn't get it, and the pig skin was eaten by others.

From the moment I saw my brother, I felt that way again.

But instead of peeling off his skin to make a blanket, I wanted to steal him home, put him on the altar, and watch his bare skin sleep every night.

I must be able to have a very beautiful dream.this is my dream. "

Zhu Gaoxin: "...failed in composition." He paused, "No, it's zero."

Gu Bushang frowned, "Why, I think I wrote very well."

Zhu Xingxing glanced at him, picked up the tip of a pencil and wrote the word "Zhu" on the paper, "This is my surname, it's not a pig butcher, it's a blessing."

Gu Bushang said "ah", "I don't know how to write this." He stretched out his left hand, "Can you teach me?"

Still a lefty.

Zhu Xing put the tip of the pencil into his hand speechlessly, squeezed his hand and wrote "five" congratulations on the paper, "Have you met now?"

Gu Bu Shang nodded, "Yes."

time flies.

Cheng Feng's small meeting was also over. He stretched his neck and stood up, "I'll see you on King's Avenue outside the gravel factory at [-]:[-]pm. Do you have any questions?"

"Gone."

"can."

This meeting was really not shy at all, the word that appeared the most during the whole process was "blow up".

Zhu Xingxing thought about it, and turned his eyes to the boxing ring. The black man was beaten to the ground by the big man, and he was already counting down. The corner of his mouth was bleeding, but the curse did not stop. He still spoke in a northeast accent, "Grass mud horse... Stupid, wait for me...I can't kill you..."

Gu Bushang, who changed the composition, had already stopped writing, and was looking at him seriously, "Do you like watching boxing?"

Zhu Xing looked away and shook his head, "I don't like to see people bleed."

Gu Bushang approached suddenly, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, the nails on it were still nailed firmly, but the edge was bleeding, the bright red and pink mixed together, showing a sickly bloody smell.

"Look, I'm bleeding too."