Zhuo Shao’s junior high school is the best junior high school in Fuyang County where he is located, Fuyang No. 4 Middle School, and the locals prefer to call it Beimen Junior High School.

The admission rate of Beimen Junior High School is very high, and the management is very strict. The self-study will start at 7:10 in the morning, and the teachers will usually be watching.

Zhuo Shao was lying on the table without reading English. Not only did the English class representative and study committee member on the podium criticize him, but the head teacher who had just arrived in the classroom also came over: "Zhuo Shao, what's the matter with you?"

The head teacher of Zhuoshao Junior High School, surnamed Yang, is a male teacher in his thirties. He teaches them Chinese. Logically, a student like Zhuoshao, who remains in the top three in the class even if his grades drop, should be very popular with teachers, but Mr. Yang don't know why, but have never liked Zhuo Shao very much.

Of course, it's just that don't like it, but don't want to wear small shoes for Zhuo Shao.

Zhuo Shao raised his head and saw Teacher Yang frowning at him.

If it was him back then, he would have said nothing coldly at this time, but now...

Zhuo Shao smiled weakly at the teacher: "Mr. Yang, my stomach hurts."

Zhuo Shao's face is not very good-looking, his eyes are still a little red, he said that his stomach hurts, everyone in the class believed it, and Teacher Yang was no longer angry: "You are not feeling well, just take a rest."

"En." Zhuo Shao responded and lay down on the table again.

The voices of the classmates reading English sounded again, and Zhuo Shao's thoughts drifted away again after listening to these voices.

Reborn once, what should he do?

He definitely can't live with his uncle and aunt anymore, and he has to prevent his uncle from bullying his sister in private...

In his previous life, after he begged the police to let others adopt his sister, although his sister had a much better life, the shadow of her childhood accompanied her. As an adult, she was timid and timid no matter what she did. As long as others treat her a little bit better, she will dig her heart out...

He must no longer let his sister have a shadow in his heart.

There is also reading. He has to study hard. Liang Xin is studying in the best university in their province. If he wants to be worthy of Liang Xin, he must not be too bad.

The last is to make money.

He needs to make money, he wants to make money to support his sister, and only by making more money can he pursue Liang Xin openly, not until Liang Xin dies, and dare not reveal his heart.

There are many things Zhuo Shao wants to do, but after thinking about them all, he has to admit that it is not easy.

He is not yet an adult, and he has no money to eat, so what can he do?

Thinking of eating, Zhuo Shao's stomach really hurts, he is hungry.

Zhuo Shao's eldest uncle took the iron rice bowl of the public family when he was young, and his household registration was also moved to the county seat. At that time, he was very proud of it. After marrying a wife, he and his wife looked down on the countrymen together. But later the husband and wife were both laid off. regret again.

The household registration is in the county seat, the land in the village is gone, and you have to pay for everything you eat. It's naturally difficult to live... Not to mention, Zhuo Shao's aunt, this is a person like Grandet.

When Zhuo Shao's parents were still alive, she rode a bicycle to Zhuo Shao's house to pick vegetables and rice every morning, but she never gave them a penny. Naturally, it is also reluctant to eat and drink.

For example, in the morning, she always gave Zhuo Shao brothers and sisters only porridge, and she was even reluctant to give more pickles to accompany the porridge.

Zhuo Shao is the best age to eat a poor old man. In the past, when Zhuo's father and mother were alive, he didn't have time to make breakfast for him to buy himself. He would eat 20 xiaolongbao at a time. Give him a bowl of gruel, where will he get enough to eat?

After drinking the porridge and going to the toilet, Zhuo Shao was hungry.

In the past, he could only endure when he was hungry. He was embarrassed to ask people to eat, and he didn't even want to say it, but now Zhuo Shao...

The bell rang, morning self-study was over, and ten minutes later, the first class would officially start.

Many people in the class went to the toilet, but Zhuo Shao raised his head and looked at the people around him.

Zhuo Shao sat in the penultimate row, behind him sat a thorn in the class, and next to him sat a little fat man in the class who had been bullied and excluded...

Zhuo Shao's eyes fell on the little fat man.

At this time, junior high schools were not as particular as later generations. Although the school issued school uniforms, no one wore school uniforms except for the flag-raising ceremony or some other special occasions.

Today is the beginning of the two thousand years. Although there are not as many styles of clothes as later generations, there are quite a few. Everyone dresses well, but this fat man always wears all kinds of clothes... that only middle-aged and elderly people will wear.

Not only that, but his hair was also cut into an ultra-short haircut that left less than a centimeter on his head.

In fact, the little fat man is not particularly fat, and his facial features are also good, but he is tossing himself in a mess. Of course, he was bullied and excluded, not only because of this.

Not only is the kid dressed weird, he's stuttering a bit, and there are rumors that his mom died and his dad doesn't want him anymore.

When Zhuo Shao's parents died when he heard this rumor, he felt a little empathy for him. When no one wanted to sit with him, he took the initiative to be his tablemate, but later, after finding out that the fat man had a lot of pocket money, At that time, he was very poor, and he hated the rich, and began to ignore this tablemate.

Later, he became a little gangster, broke the jar, and couldn't eat another meal at his uncle's house. For a while, Zhuo Shao stopped him on the road every day to collect protection fees from him, and he charged ten yuan a day to eat.

At that time, this person gave him ten yuan a day, which was very easy. Sometimes he didn't have any change, and he would take a hundred yuan to buy some snacks and ask the store to find him and give him ten yuan...

Sometimes he saw that he could put several hundred-yuan bills in his wallet, and he was so jealous that he would even grab his snacks and take them home to his sister.

Zhuo Shao thought of what happened back then, and his eyes fell on the fat man's face.

Zhuo Shao still remembers such a person, but he has long forgotten what this person looks like. He only remembers that he is a little fat and always keeps his head down, but now he takes a closer look...

Zhuo Shao suddenly discovered that this little fat man who had been blackmailed by him for more than a month was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Zhu Zhuo... Zhuo Shao, are you alright?" The little fat man looked at Zhuo Shao worriedly.

"It's okay, do you have anything to eat?" Zhuo Shao looked at the little fat man, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

He has no psychological burden to ask the little fat man for money and food. After all, after he took the money in his last life, he has always covered the little fat man, and he will continue to cover him in this life.

When someone bullied Little Fatty, he helped drive people away, and when someone wanted to take away all of Little Fatty's money, he even went up with a brick, and even saved his life later.

In a few months, this little fat man will encounter a kidnapping. He was beaten badly by the kidnappers. In his last life, he led someone to rescue him from the traffickers.

Those traffickers were said to be planning to tear up the votes. If it weren't for him, this little fat man would not have lived to be sixteen years old in his last life...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Shao felt a little sympathetic to the child.

"Yes, yes." The little fat man looked at Zhuo Shao flattered, and then took out several snacks from the schoolbag hanging behind the chair: "You...what do you want to eat?"

Zhuo Shao took a pack of biscuits, a kind of well-known sandwich biscuits, which were considered an expensive snack at this time. In fact, he doesn't like such sweet and greasy food, but this is the right time to eat it, and he can quickly gain calories.

After unpacking the biscuits, Zhuo Shao quickly ate half the box one by one, and when he looked up, he saw the little fat man looking at him with bright eyes.

"Do you want it?" Zhuo Shao asked meaningfully.

"No, no." The little fat man said quickly, and patted his schoolbag again: "I am me, I still have it!"

Zhuo Shao ate the rest of the biscuits directly.

Seeing this, the little fat man said again: "Can I help you to throw out the garbage?"

It is a good thing for someone to run errands. Zhuo Shao directly gave the cookie packaging bag to the little fat man, and then saw the little fat man holding the packaging bag and threw it to the back of the classroom.

It was at this time that Zhuo Shao remembered that at this time, he should have just been at the same table with the little fat man, and he hadn't hated him because of hatred for the rich...

Qiu Fu is boring. The person he likes is a very rich second-generation rich. After Liang Xin passed away, he left the company and house to him, and he was considered a rich man.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Shao's eyes darkened again.

Liang Xin was the same age as him. He was only thirty-one when he died of stomach cancer. At that time, he took care of him all the time, and Liang Xin also made a will and gave him all the company and a house under his name.

He doesn't want a company or a house, he just wants Liang Xin to live, but Liang Xin is still dead.

Thinking of what happened at that time, Zhuo Shao covered his heart and felt a little short of breath.

"Your stomach... your stomach hurts again?" The little fat man had already threw the packaging back and asked worriedly when he saw this scene.

"No, I'm choking." Zhuo Shao showed a mask-like smile at the other side again.

The little fat man was a little dizzy when he saw Zhuo Shao's smile. He looked at Zhuo Shao, took out a bottle of drink and said, "You... do you want a drink?"

Zhuo Shao looked at the two unopened bottles of drinks that were placed side by side in the hole of the little fat man's table, and suddenly thought that this little fat man usually does not drink water, only drinks.

No wonder he's so fat! Zhuo Shao glanced at the fat man and said, "I don't want to drink, I want to drink some water."

"I, I, I...I'll pick you up." The little fat man said quickly.

Zhuo Shao nodded and took an empty drink bottle from his table hole for him.

There is a water dispenser in their classroom. When you are thirsty, you can pick up water to drink. Girls usually prepare a beautiful cup. Boys are not so particular, and often find a bottle to pick up water.

Zhuo Shao did not have a suitable cup because he had no money to drink, not even a bottle. He remembered that he secretly picked up the bottle that his cousin threw away after drinking the drink and brought it to school.

This was a very humiliating thing for him when he was young, and it was the first time he had to succumb to reality, so he remembered it very clearly.

Just thinking about the bottle, the bell rang for the class, Zhuo Shao came back to his senses, only to find that the water dispenser was next to the water dispenser, because someone else wanted to pick up the water, and the little fat man hadn't picked it up yet.

After eating a box of biscuits just now, Zhuo Shao was quite thirsty, but now that the class is over, the little fat man hasn't got any water. The student quickly ran to his seat, but the little fat man did not return to his seat.

He ignored the bell for class, bent down and started to catch water.

The first class was a Chinese class. The head teacher, Mr. Yang, saw this scene and immediately frowned, "Liang Chen, go back to your seat soon!"

Liang Chen held down the switch of the water dispenser, took a little more water, and ran to the seat. After he sat down, he handed the water to Zhuo Shao under the cover of the table.

When Zhuo Shao took the water, he secretly put his hand into his schoolbag...

After a while, Liang Chen took out a straw that was obviously broken from the boxed drink from his schoolbag, and secretly gave it to Zhuo Shao.

It is not good to drink water from a bottle in class, but to drink a little with a straw, teachers generally do not notice.

Zhuo Shao also knew this, he was stunned for a moment, then took the straw and removed the plastic packaging outside.

At this time, another pair of fat hands stretched out.

Zhuo Shao was puzzled, and his hand took the plastic packaging on the outside of the straw that he just took out, and put it into the hole of his table.

This is... planning to wait and throw it away?