For the first time, Wanqiu realized that he could have many, many homes and could buy many, many houses.

There are not only big houses in the countryside, but also many small houses in the city.

Their other home is a multi-story building with stairs.

Chu Yigui seemed to notice that Wan Qiu didn't understand how to use the elevator, so he taught Wan Qiu step by step how to use the elevator.

The elevator was also a new thing for Wanqiu, as he didn’t have to climb the stairs all the time.

If I had lived in an apartment with an elevator before, it wouldn't have been so hard to move the beer bottles.

This house has two floors. It is not big, but it has everything.

The decoration is very beautiful, the windows are large, and the light shining into the room is very bright.

Chu Yigui's room is opposite Wan Qiu's. If both doors are opened, it is easy to see each other's room directly.

Wan Qiu's tricycle was parked in the underground garage, occupying a parking space.

"It seems like there's nothing we need to buy here?" Yang Xiaoyu sat on the sofa and looked around.

She seldom comes here, or almost never comes here. To her, this place is just a student dormitory at best.

Usually, we hire a nanny to cook at home and she doesn't live at home.

Wan Qiu looked around but couldn't find his parents' room.

There was only an empty house with a double bed.

Don’t mom and dad live here?

A word emerged in Wan Qiu’s mind: living on campus.

So is it actually the same as living on campus now?

"Please bring some of my clothes and Chu Jianshu's clothes with you. We may come here often in the future."

Yang Xiaoyu's mumbling was heard by Wan Qiu, who had been feeling a little conflicted, and his uneasiness dissipated a little.

"Yigui, I'm sorry to trouble you to take care of Wanqiu." Yang Xiaoyu has always been very confident in Chu Yigui and did not think there was anything wrong with such a request.

"Don't worry, Mom." Chu Yigui responded.

Wan Qiu vaguely realized that he would be living in the school with Chu Yigui during this period of time.

Wan Qiu's concerns were completely dispelled.

As long as his family is around, Wan Qiu has nothing to worry about.

In order to make Wan Qiu familiar with the place, Yang Xiaoyu lived in the house for a few days.

Chu Jianshu and Yang Ze would also eat here in the evening, but they would not stay here overnight.

Wan Qiu always saw everyone eating together, just like at home.

During this time, Wanqiu would ride his tricycle around.

The scenery here is different from the urban village that Wanqiu remembers. There are beautiful shops all around, bright and beautiful lights at night, not-so-bare parks, and large squares.

And it's very close to the school.

It takes twenty minutes to walk, and it's even faster to ride a tricycle.

And the day when Wanqiu went to school finally arrived.

He said goodbye to Yang Xiaoyu who had been following him at the school gate. Yang Xiaoyu hugged him tightly before leaving.

"Baby, go!" Yang Xiaoyu arranged Wan Qiu's school uniform, "My handsome baby, go!"

Wan Qiu lowered his head and quietly tugged at the corner of his loose school uniform with both hands.

The self he saw in the mirror was not as good-looking as Chu Yigui.

But when he put on the new school uniform, Wan Qiu realized that he was going to school again.

Chu Yigui took Wan Qiu to the entrance of the primary school.

"Brother, do you still remember where I am?" Chu Yigui asked.

Wan Qiu nodded.

"You can send me a message if you need anything. Make sure your cell phone is muted or turned off during class. Remember?"

Chu Yigui's instructions were not very impatient, as he did not want to add more burden to Wan Qiu.

"Yeah." Wan Qiu nodded.

Chu Yigui asked: "Brother, did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." Wan Qiu nodded.

"Brother, are you going to eat with me or with your classmates at lunch time?"

Wan Qiu couldn't make a decision for a moment.

Chu Yigui did not embarrass Wan Qiu, but said, "Just send me a message when lunch is over."

Wan Qiu nodded.

When Wan Qiu entered the primary school building, he knew that Chu Yigui had been looking at him.

His somewhat uneasy mood seemed to be calmed down by Chu Yigui's gaze.

There will be no monster in front of him.

Wan Qiu closed his eyes, as if he could still hear the laughter of Chu Yigui's friends around him.

He can live well too.

This time he had his younger brother as a role model.

Wan Qiu followed his head teacher into the classroom.

The head teacher brought him in and found a seat for him to sit down.

Wan Qiu remembered the self-introduction he had seen in school, where one said one's name and talked about one's interests and hobbies in front of all the classmates.

Wan Qiu was very nervous about this and secretly wrote a few drafts.

What kind of self-introduction can make it sound like you have common topics with everyone, and what can you say to gain the goodwill of your classmates.

But Wan Qiu did not introduce himself at the podium, so his draft paper was of no use.

Wan Qiu was assigned to sit near the wall and was assigned to sit next to a girl.

Wan Qiu hadn't sat at the same table with anyone for a long, long time. When someone suddenly sat next to him, Wan Qiu's whole body stiffened.

The girl was also secretly looking at Wan Qiu, and Wan Qiu noticed it.

If the teacher hadn't come, Wan Qiu would have secretly looked at the girl and would have known what she wanted him to do.

Wan Qiu transferred here quite late, almost mid-term of the second half of the semester.

Wan Qiu went directly to the second half of the fifth grade. He was very familiar with the courses he had learned before.

Not only the previous teachers taught it, but also Chu Yigui and Jiang Chengfeng taught it.

Wan Qiu looked at the book. The teacher's voice was loud, leading the students.

Wan Qiu realized for the first time that the content of the lecture was not that difficult after all.

Wan Qiu would take notes and think along with the teacher.

He can even answer the teacher's questions.

I used to always sit in the corner, and the time I spent in school seemed to be shrouded in mist and unclear.

And now everything is clear.

I can hear the rustling sound of classmates taking notes nearby, see every note the teacher writes, and even meet the teacher's eyes.

The time in class actually passed very quickly.

"What's your name?" After the get out of class, the atmosphere in the entire elementary school class became lively as usual, and at this time there was a boy standing next to his desk.

The boy was not very tall, about the same height as Wan Qiu, and had a very childish face.

"My name is Wan Qiu." Wan Qiu said.

"Huh? Wanqiu? Isn't that Chu Wanqiu?" The boy was a little surprised.

Wan Qiu said again: "My name is Chu Wan Qiu."

"That's right, it's you. My name is Fu Zhengyu, and Brother Li Shuo asked me to take you out to play." Fu Zhengyu smiled at Wan Qiu, "Let's make friends!"

For Wan Qiu, this was truly a magical thing.

It’s because of my brother’s friend.

Friends who are friends can also be friends.

Although Wan Qiu is a little shy, he feels an extra layer of intimacy when dealing with Zhengyu.

Fu Zhengyu is a very talkative boy and he kept talking to Wan Qiu.

He would come to talk to Wan Qiu during several consecutive breaks, and Wan Qiu would talk to Fu Zhengyu during the entire ten-minute break.

Wan Qiu's desk mate never spoke a word to Wan Qiu, and Wan Qiu didn't know how to take the initiative to talk to others.

But because of Fu Zhengyu, it doesn't seem so difficult to face.

At lunch time, Fu Zhengyu took Wan Qiu to the restaurant and rushed to Li Shuo's small group together.

Li Shuo put his arm around Wan Qiu's shoulders and asked Wan Qiu to sit next to him.

After Chu Yigui found Wan Qiu in the restaurant, he took the initiative to sit next to Wan Qiu.

All the tables in the restaurant are occupied by familiar people.

Wan Qiu looked at the groups of classmates around him who would occasionally look at him.

He was no longer alone, but among a crowd.

Li Shuo would give some of the meat in his bowl to Wan Qiu, telling him to eat it and grow fat, otherwise if he got into a fight with others in the future, he would be defeated without anyone else having to do anything.

Fu Zhengyu on the side was even exchanging food with Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu sat stiffly among the crowd.

This stiffness was not due to embarrassment or fear.

It was because of his inexpressible eagerness to integrate into this environment that brought him joy.

Wan Qiu no longer received special attention from Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui was always by his side.

He seemed to be the most ordinary member of this small group.

The elementary school class ends one or two periods earlier than the junior high school class, and Wan Qiu will wait on the campus playground.

During this period, Fu Zhengyu has been following Wan Qiu, and when he has nothing to do, he teaches Wan Qiu how to play basketball.

After studying for several days in a row, Wan Qiu finally learned how to dribble.

Even running with the ball was difficult.

Fu Zhengyu always said that Wan Qiu had no talent for playing basketball.

Wan Qiu also felt that he didn't seem to be very smart when it came to skills.

But learning is not boring.

Fu Zhengyu is very good at playing basketball, and Wan Qiu can see that.

He always stands out among a group of classmates of similar height and always shoots the basketball into the basket.

Very handsome.

When Chu Yigui finishes school, Wan Qiu will be with Chu Yigui and his friends.

Not just Li Shuo, there are others too.

Occasionally they would buy some snacks together and share them.

Wan Qiu also learned to carry a little money with him, although so far he has only shared snacks and has never had the opportunity to treat others to snacks.

Wan Qiu was looking forward to the day when he could buy snacks and pass them to others as a matter of course.

It will definitely be a happy thing.

Wan Qiu lay on the bed and laughed out loud.

The laughter seemed a little abrupt in the silent night, and Wan Qiu immediately covered his mouth.

He sat up inexplicably and opened the curtains, and the bright light outside the curtains shone into Wan Qiu's bedroom.

Dotted with stars, Wanqiu seemed to be living in a galaxy built up by the happy stars of his new life.

He has been in school for a week.

Wow……

He has been in school for a week.

Wan Qiu curled up on the windowsill with his legs hugged, his toes curled together excitedly, and his feet stepped up and down as if he was riding a tricycle on the way to school.

There is no bullying, no pain, and there are many people talking together.

He was able to understand what was taught in class, and he even felt that he could get a good grade in the upcoming midterm exam.

Once upon a time, Wan Qiu felt that he was very happy.

But I never thought that happiness would be endless.

It's like a stream that never stops flowing.

It became the source of his life.

I will see Zhou Peiyu tomorrow.

Be sure to tell Zhou Peiyu about his new friends and new school.

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Wan Qiu is about to take his first midterm exam in the new school. Jiang Chengfeng plans to help Wan Qiu catch up on fifth grade learning content, but as a special education student, he really has no idea what the focus of elementary school exams is.

When he was thinking about whether to ask an elementary school teacher he knew to give him a set of fifth-grade questions, Chu Yigui gave him a set of information.

This is Chu Yigui’s own summary of the fifth-grade exam content.

If you insist that there is no key point in fifth grade questions, they are just basic ideas and conventional methods.

However, Chu Yigui gave a rough idea of what kind of questions would be tested based on his past experience in setting questions.

Jiang Chengfeng looked through it and asked, "Chu Yigui, what was your ranking in each exam?"

Chu Yigui said: "It's the first."

"Is that really the case?" Jiang Chengfeng said with emotion, "I've always thought you were a smart kid, but you're not smart in everything."

Chu Yigui, however, did not feel the slightest bit of being praised, instead he said: "As long as it is learning, there are methods, as long as it is a question, there must be rules, this is how education is nowadays."

Jiang Chengfeng's expression was complicated.

He even suspected that Chu Yigui's words were mocking the current education system.

"Looking at you, I even wonder if I am not suitable to be a teacher." Jiang Chengfeng put the information on the table.

Wan Qiu reached out to pick it up and take a look.

Chu Yigui's writing is mostly handwritten, and his handwriting is as beautiful as ever, creating a very comfortable visual effect.

"Yigui, when you go home with Wanqiu after class, do you take Wanqiu to other places?" Jiang Chengfeng asked.

Chu Yigui asked: "If brother wants to go somewhere..."

Jiang Chengfeng was silent and finally sighed.

He finally set his sights on Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu has changed a lot.

When he first saw Wan Qiu, it was as if he was holding a round egg. He witnessed with his own eyes Wan Qiu trying hard to peck the eggshell with his soft beak, and little by little he freed himself from the hard eggshell.

Standing in the air, standing in the sunshine, shaking off the water, revealing his soft fur bit by bit.

Open your eyes, jump into a strange world, and explore everything.

But Chu Yigui is different.

From beginning to end, Chu Yigui was like a dazzling rough stone that did not need any carving.

Because he didn't actively try to change.

Or is it already so good that there is no need to change it?

Wan Qiu focused on reviewing the information summarized by Chu Yigui.

When the exam papers were handed out on the day of the exam, Wan Qiu was dumbfounded when he saw the questions.

Wan Qiu glanced at the paper and found that the questions were largely consistent with what Chu Yigui had predicted.

Wan Qiu usually remembers things that require rote memorization very well. For questions that require flexibility, there is information provided by Chu Yigui. The rest depends entirely on Wan Qiu's usual accumulation and performance.

When Wan Qiu was writing the questions, it was smoother than ever before and he didn't get stuck many times.

Wan Qiu, who was concentrating on doing the questions, vaguely felt that his stool seemed to be vibrating.

It seemed as if something poked his back.

It seemed like something hit him.

But Wan Qiu couldn't be distracted and was completely immersed in writing the questions.

Wan Qiu was still confused when he finished the exam.

"How did you do in the exam?" Fu Zhengyu ran to Wan Qiu as soon as he finished the exam.

Wan Qiu blinked.

Wan Qiu lowered his head.

Wan Qiu was very confused.

"What happened? Did you fail the exam?" Fu Zhengyu bent down and tilted his head to see what expression Wan Qiu had on his face as he lowered his head.

"I think I wrote very well?" Wan Qiu was not even sure himself. Did he really do very well in the exam?

incredible.

Wan Qiu, who always ranked last in exams and almost always handed in a blank paper, couldn't believe that one day he would be able to write a paper so smoothly.

Although Jiang Chengfeng did well on his test paper, the questions were only for first and second graders.

As he is about to enter the sixth grade, Wan Qiu can do well.

"Isn't it good that you wrote well?" Fu Zhengyu looked very depressed. "I left half of the paper blank. I can already imagine that I will play mixed doubles after this parents' meeting."

Wan Qiu was stunned. Mixed doubles?

"Writing a lot doesn't necessarily mean you'll get better grades. How can you get good grades if you hang out with bad classmates all the time?"

Suddenly, the boy who had never spoken to Wan Qiu before and was sitting in the back seat of Wan Qiu interrupted their conversation.

Wan Qiu was stunned and turned to look at the boy sitting behind him.

The boy was taller than Wan Qiu, with his school uniform unzipped. He was half-swaying on a stool, pouting as if he was disdainful of what they said.

Fu Zhengyu also heard what the boy said, and suddenly took a step forward to the boy's seat.

"What did you just say?" Fu Zhengyu's expression was quite fierce, and his raised voice instantly attracted the attention of other students who were packing their schoolbags.

"That's right. You always rank last in the class in exams and you love fighting."

Facing Fu Zhengyu, although the boy was obviously a little discouraged, he still kept his mouth shut.

"You're still hanging out with the senior hooligans. You're all hooligans."

After the boy finished speaking, Fu Zhengyu suddenly kicked the boy's stool hard.

The boy's feet were still on the table. Fu Zhengyu was very strong, and the boy lost his balance and fell to one side.

The stool fell down and the boy sat on the ground.

The boy was stunned, and his embarrassed look was very funny.

Wan Qiu was stunned.

"You...you..." The boy stuttered and immediately turned over and was about to get up from the ground, unable to help but get angry.

Other students, both boys and girls, have already come up to the side.

"Why did you hit someone?" a classmate accused Fu Zhengyu.

"He deserves it. Call him a bad mouth." Fu Zhengyu retorted without any hesitation.

"It's wrong to hit people."

"I'm going to tell the teacher."

The boy, who was originally a little angry and clenched his fists, became less aggressive when he saw that everyone around him was on his side.

Wan Qiu, who had never encountered such a situation before, was at a loss.

"You are all in the same gang." Fu Zhengyu was so angry at being accused by a group of people that he kicked the chair hard.

Several students screamed, and some girls even took several steps back.

The other boys also seemed to think that Fu Zhengyu was going to cause trouble, so they stepped forward to stop him.

Someone went out and ran to the office to find the teacher.

In the chaos, Wan Qiu grabbed Fu Zhengyu.

He grabbed Fu Zhengyu's wrist and held it tightly.

He couldn't tell right from wrong, he just wanted to hold on to his friend.

They had already finished the exam and could go home, but because of the sudden disturbance, Wan Qiu and Fu Zhengyu were unable to go to the playground to wait for the junior high school to finish school.

They stood together in the head teacher's office.

The head teacher was a middle-aged woman with curly hair tied behind her head, wearing glasses and was short in stature.

When asking about what happened, Wan Qiu and Fu Zhengyu stood together, still very confused.

Wan Qiu had seen boys in his class fighting before.

But usually when this happens, Wan Qiu will immediately dodge away.

Because I am afraid that the pain will spread to myself.

But this time he didn't run.

Even though he was surrounded by the familiar, complex and unhappy atmosphere, Wan Qiu had no intention of leaving.

Because Fu Zhengyu is still here.

After asking about what happened, the head teacher rubbed his brows.

"Fu Zhengyu was the first to hit someone!" The boy pointed at Fu Zhengyu and said, "Chu Wanqiu was also in cahoots with him."

Since Fu Zhengyu stood in front of the head teacher, he has been sticking his neck out and not saying a word.

The head teacher knew the whole story and first said to the boy: "You can't say that your classmates are bad classmates, and the results haven't come out yet, so how can you say that Chu Wanqiu's grades are bad?"

The boy seemed to have thought of something, a hint of guilt flashed across his eyes, and he pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Fu Zhengyu, you are wrong too. You shouldn't hit people no matter what." The head teacher sighed.

"I didn't hit him at all. I just kicked his stool and he fell to the ground by himself." Fu Zhengyu said with a red face.

"No matter what, it's wrong for you to hit your classmates. You shouldn't use violence no matter what happens." The head teacher said as he flipped through the students' information. "I will notify your parents about this matter."

Fu Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly got angry: "He is just a bad-mouthed person."

"How can you talk like that?" The head teacher's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Fu Zhengyu was so angry that he turned around and looked at Wan Qiu who had not spoken a word from beginning to end.

"What are you looking at Chu Wanqiu doing?" The head teacher said in a cold tone, "Chu Wanqiu, tell me yourself, is it right to hit someone?"

Wan Qiu didn't know.

What is happening now is really beyond Wan Qiu's understanding.

But Wan Qiu held Fu Zhengyu's hand tightly all the time. The two young men holding hands made Fu Zhengyu less angry.

"Speak?" Wan Qiu's silence made the head teacher frown.

Wan Qiu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Finally he looked at the boy in the back seat: "Why do you say that?"

The boy didn't speak to Wan Qiu either, he just turned his head and said nothing.

The head teacher also knew that this chaotic situation was the result of carelessness and excessive impatience.

Finally, he could only say, "You two should apologize to each other. Wan Qiu, you apologize first."

If it were normal times, Wan Qiu might have listened to his teacher.

But this time Wan Qiu hesitated.

Fu Zhengyu held his hand so tightly that it hurt.

"We are not wrong!" Fu Zhengyu half-blocked Wan Qiu in front of him and pulled him to prevent him from apologizing.

Wan Qiu asked the boy in a rare and somewhat stubborn manner.

"My friend hit you because you said that. Why did you say that?"

That's a bad word.

Even though it was light and flirty, it was filled with malice.

Wan Qiu couldn't get an answer from the boy who kept refusing to look at him.

Obviously, neither side was willing to admit defeat, so the head teacher finally called their parents directly.

When the head teacher was making the call, Fu Zhengyu was obviously a little nervous.

The hands holding Wan Qiu were sweating.

Wan Qiu saw malice.

Not just from each other, but also from his friends.

He didn't know why.

Is it because of him?

Wan Qiu tried hard to understand the current situation, but found that he understood nothing.

It was like stepping on a ground full of broken beer bottles, and the piercing anxiety went straight from the soles of my feet into my heart.