Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 51 (End of this volume)

The boy closed his eyes, sat up, and put his hands forward, pretending that he couldn't see yet.

After a while, warm fingertips touched my eye sockets, and then gently opened my eyes.

The girl's face was right in front of him. Although the curve of her mouth was slight, it was much more obvious than before.

Obviously, just from the one glimpse she took when she woke up, she knew that the boy could see.

Because he is her balcony, even if there is just a tiny gap in the balcony curtain, it will look like a scattered rainbow to her.

He got out of bed and walked towards the washbasin rack, which was a short distance in the room. Li Zhuiyuan walked out with his hands and feet together.

He had to stop, fearing that he would fall if he continued walking.

I used to worry that one day when I could see again I would not be able to adapt, and now my worry has come true.

Li Zhuiyuan is aware that he has a strong learning ability, which is why he overdeveloped and relied on "memory images" some time ago.

Right now, there is a conflict between perceptions.

Close your eyes and everything will be back to normal, but you will have to live with your eyes open in the end.

After calming down, Li Zhuiyuan refused A'li's help and walked with the washbasin in his left hand and holding the wall with his right hand.

I came to the water tank, put down the basin, and looked around. The plain countryside in the early morning was like a vast ink painting.

Haven't seen it for a long time, it's so beautiful.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly wanted to learn painting.

Apart from the subjects related to "corpse recovery", I really don't have much confidence.

He is still confident when learning other things.

What's more, I have an excellent Chinese painting teacher by my side.

After washing up, it was still early for breakfast, so Li Zhuiyuan played chess with A'li as usual.

There was still no chessboard set up, and the two of them were pointing at the chess pieces from a distance with their fingers. However, this time, A'li didn't have to hold Li Zhuiyuan's fingers to point.

As it was raining, I still felt like I had enough energy to be distracted and was unable to devote myself wholeheartedly.

"Ari, shall we play another round?"

The girl nodded.

Just open another disk from a distance.

In the original game, we played a steady and cautious approach, but in the new game, we just went for it with an aggressive approach.

It felt okay. The boy found it interesting and the girl didn't seem to find it difficult.

In the end, the format changed but the result did not, and the boy lost four games with greater efficiency.

"Breakfast!"

Aunt Liu’s voice is so beautiful.

Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs to eat. He had a bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg and finished his meal quickly. He came down early, so the others were just getting up.

Aunt Liu brought over a bag of apples and said she bought them on the road.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a knife and sat there peeling apples for everyone.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng didn’t notice anything wrong at all. After saying good morning, they sat down at their seats and started eating.

Li Sanjiang came down and just as he picked up the chopsticks after sitting down, he saw his great-grandson peeling an apple. His eyelids immediately jumped with fright.

Although his great-grandson did not give up on himself after becoming blind and still actively embraced life, in his eyes, those old blind people who had been blind for ten years were not as comfortable in their daily lives as his great-grandson;
But no matter what, I wouldn't do such a dangerous and delicate job.

"Xiao Yuanhou, you..."

"Grandpa, my eyes are healed and I can see now."

This simple statement made Li Sanjiang sit there in a daze for a long time.

It was Tan Wenbin and Runsheng who came to their senses first and immediately came over to check on him. However, they knew and believed that Xiaoyuan's eyes would get better, so all they expressed now was congratulations on his recovery from a serious illness.

Li Sanjiang didn't come over, but just watched Xiaoyuan and others' interaction seriously. There was more eye contact in the interaction.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, lowered his head, and began to eat the porridge, slurping each mouthful with extra force and loudness.

Some people's emotions are like dams, flowing into them bit by bit in life. They are habitually suppressed and not expressed, and only when they are filled to a certain level will they burst.

Li Zhuiyuan divided the apples and brought a plate to Liu Yumei.

"Your eyes are better?"

"Okay, that's it. Grandma, did you have a smooth trip?"

"It went smoothly. I just ran into a few old friends. I couldn't refuse their favor, so we had a meal together. I came back late."

"As long as it goes well."

"Be careful with your eyes." Liu Yumei stretched lazily. "You are still young. If you are in a hurry to ruin your body, you will regret it later."

"I understand, grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Li Sanjiang and said, "Grandpa, have an apple."

"Little Marquis Yuan, Grandpa will take you to the hospital for a checkup."

"No need, Grandpa. Didn't the professor in Shanghai say that if this disease is cured, it will be cured. If it is not cured, there is nothing we can do. I will just pay attention to rest in the future."

"Well, I remember the professor also said that you shouldn't worry too much. When you go to school, take your time with your studies. Don't work too hard. Your health is the most important thing. It doesn't matter if your grades are poor."

Tan Wenbin, who was drinking porridge next to him, suddenly felt pain in his cheek.

"Okay, Grandpa, I will contact Uncle Tan and ask him to take me to complete the enrollment procedures in the near future."

"Well, Officer Tan is a good man." Li Sanjiang lit a cigarette for himself, then called out "Zhuangzhuang" and threw a cigarette over.

"Grandpa, before going to school, should I let my grandparents know?"

"Do you think Marquis Han and Marquis Guiying don't know yet?"

"Do you know already?"

"The day after the household registration was moved, I went to their home and told them what happened. Marquis Guiying cried a lot, but Marquis Han didn't cry, but he was also very sad."

Li Zhuiyuan then realized that after his household registration was moved, the frequency of Li Weihan and Cui Guiying coming to see him suddenly decreased. They only came once a while ago. He was still blind at the time, and was afraid that they would worry, so he blindfolded himself and pretended to play the "catch a ghost" game.

Now it seems that my grandparents were afraid that after coming here to see me, they couldn't control their tears.

"Your grandparents also need to take it slow. This incident has dealt the biggest blow to them. Don't blame them. Although they have many grandchildren, they are biased towards you."

"Master, I know."

"They wanted to give me all the money your mom had sent them, saying it was for your tuition or something, but I scolded them back, haha.

I said, now that you are registered under my household registration, I will support you.

Anyway, he, the Marquis of Han, will not suffer any loss. He will take care of me in my old age and my family fortune will be passed on to his grandson."

"Grandpa will live to be 120 years old."

"Haha, that's enough. Your eyesight is better now. Once you are confirmed to enroll, I will invite your grandparents to come and have dinner together. You will still live with me, your great grandfather, in the future."

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan moved his ears and turned his head to look outside the dam. He saw the part-time storyteller from yesterday - Yu Shu.

I remember he told Tan Yunlong yesterday that he would leave today, but unexpectedly, he came here so early in the morning.

Although he knew in his heart that this person was not dangerous, his existence and activities still made Li Zhuiyuan feel uncomfortable, because there was a certain probability that the other party would pry open the things he had done.

Aunt Liu stood up first, holding the bowl of porridge, walked to the steps of the dam, looked at the person who came, and asked:
"Did you take the wrong road?"

Yu Shu smiled, took out his folding fan and waved it, then replied, "No, I just came here to ask for a meal."

Aunt Liu said impatiently: "There is only home-cooked food here."

"As a wandering artist, what he eats is just home-cooked meals. How can he be qualified to sit in a restaurant every day?"

Li Sanjiang heard the noise, stood up with an apple in his mouth and looked over. When he saw the person coming, he immediately walked over with a smile: "Rare guest, rare guest. Come, sit on the dam, sit on the dam."

Although Li Sanjiang didn't know the specific identity of this person, he knew that if someone was surrounded by the police and was running around, he must be either a criminal or a noble person.

Yu Shu and Li Sanjiang shook hands but stood there without moving.

At this time, Liu Yumei, who was sitting on the dam drinking tea, asked, "A Ting, who's here?"

Yu Shu took the initiative to answer: "A wandering storyteller."

"Then let's do some."

"Okay, please be lenient."

Yu Shu turned around and walked back. After a while, he came over pushing a small cart with his own set of stuff on it.

Li Sanjiang was a bit confused and asked curiously: "What's going on? What's going on?"

Yu Shu smiled as he set up the stage and responded, "If you want to make a living, you have to sell your skills."

"It's just a meal, no need to go through so much trouble."

"Then you'd be a beggar."

"That's right." Li Sanjiang understood what the other party meant and turned around and shouted, "Runsheng, Zhuangzhuang, come and help."

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin had already seen the person coming, but they remembered what Xiaoyuan said yesterday that the other party might be a colleague, so they all looked at Li Zhuiyuan at this time.

"Brother Runsheng, Brother Binbin, please help."

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin stepped forward to help set up the platform and hoist the sails.

Yu Shu did not sit facing north and south, but facing west and east.

Facing Liu Yumei who was sitting there drinking tea and the east room.

Li Sanjiang asked, "How about I just book the whole place for myself? I'll go to the village and call some people to come, so that you won't be left out in the cold."

Yu Shu shook his head and refused, saying, "We've already agreed on the price, it's just a meal. Besides, there are a lot of people here, it's very lively."

Then, Yu Shu's eyes fell on Li Zhuiyuan, and he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Are your eyes better?"

"Well, all right."

The next moment, Yu Shu opened the palm-leaf fan and fanned himself, but his fingertips tapped irregularly on the fan.

Eyes are the fountain of the face. When the eyes are healthy and can see things, the fountain becomes active again.

The boy knew that he was calculating his own face.

Yesterday he asked himself whether his surname had always been Li, and also asked his great-grandfather whether he was his great-grandson.

Li Zhuiyuan decided to go back and make a counterattack.

Just as he was about to do so, Liu Yumei's voice came: "Xiaoyuan, come and make tea for grandma."

"Here I come, grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and went over to make tea.

Yu Shu was obviously stunned when he saw this. Then he put away the fan and knocked on his forehead three times. He knocked so hard that his forehead turned red.

Next, he started talking about books.

Today's story is still about the Tang Dynasty and still about Li Shimin, but it is more of a joke than a historical record. It tells the story of how Li Shimin was rescued by monks from Shaolin Temple when he was in danger, and finally defeated his opponent with the help of the monks and people from all walks of life.

With just one person, a table, a chair, a fan and a ruler, he not only told the story vividly and attractively, but also used his ventriloquism to once again present the momentum of war and fighting on the battlefield.

Li Sanjiang was stunned by what he heard.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were fascinated for a while and then awakened from the moment, but they were fascinated again after a brief awakening.

Li Zhuiyuan sat next to Liu Yumei and drank tea with her.

This lecture lasted for two hours without stopping.

After finishing his speech, Yu Shu patted his fan and bowed.

"Good! Good!" Li Sanjiang led the applause.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin also clapped hard, but as they clapped, they turned back to look at Xiaoyuan.

Li Sanjiang said to Aunt Liu, "Ting Hou, make something delicious for lunch so that Mr. Yu and I can have a good drink."

Liu Yumei said, "A-Ting, give him something to eat."

"Ugh!"

Aunt Liu came into the kitchen and seemed to have prepared everything. She quickly brought out a bowl of cold porridge left over from the morning and a plate of pickled vegetables. There were only these two things, not even a salted duck egg.

Li Sanjiang said dissatisfiedly: "How can this be possible? We have food at home."

Unexpectedly, Yu Shu took the bowl on his own initiative, poured the pickles on the plate into the porridge, picked up the chopsticks, sat on the ground, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

While eating, he praised: "It's great, it's so comfortable to eat cold porridge on a hot day."

Li Sanjiang frowned and wanted to persuade him again, but he finished a big bowl of porridge in a blink of an eye. He could only say: "Wait for Mr. Yu to digest the food, we will go later..."

"Uncle Li, I've eaten." Yu Shu stood up, handed the bowl and chopsticks back to Aunt Liu, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Uncle Li, according to the rules, to start performing arts, you must first pray to the ancestors of the host family. Do you have any?"

"There are no ancestral tablets, but there are quite a few portraits of immortals."

"Then please take me to worship."

"please."

Li Sanjiang brought Yu Shu into a small room next to the kitchen, which was filled with portraits of gods and immortals. The richness of the room surprised Yu Shu.

Li Sanjiang began to introduce gods and Buddhas to him one by one, and Yu Shu bowed to them one by one.

When I heard Li Sanjiang introduce the portrait of Confucius as Yuanshi Tianzun,
Yu Shu couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

At one point, he was even at a loss as to whether to perform Taoist or Confucian etiquette.

In the end, I had no choice but to worship twice.

After coming out, Yu Shu went straight to Liu Yumei and said, "According to the rules, you have to bow."

Liu Yumei shook her head helplessly and said to Li Zhuiyuan: "We shouldn't have eaten that meal."

Yu Shu lowered his waist and said, "It's time to bow."

Liu Yumei finally nodded: "Go."

Yu Shu pushed open the door of the east room and walked in.

Li Zhuiyuan left his seat and looked at Grandma Liu. Seeing that she lowered her head and showed no expression, the boy moved a few steps towards the door of the house, just in time to see Yu Shu kneeling in front of the altar in the house, performing a great ceremony.

In fact, even if people kowtow nowadays, there are all kinds of strange ways. Most of them just kowtow to show their sincerity and go through the process without pursuing any standards.

Yu Shu performed the standard ceremony. He looked solemn at first, but after bowing three times, his face turned sorrowful and his eyes were filled with tears.

After the worship ceremony, Yu Shu did not rush out, but wiped his tears and adjusted his mood.

He knew the boy was watching at the door, but he didn't try to hide it.

In some specific places, people will take the initiative to take off their disguises and make themselves appear open and clean.

Finally, Yu Shu rubbed his face vigorously and forced a smile. He walked out and came to Liu Yumei again. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Liu Yumei:
"Let's go after you finish worshipping."

"Yes."

Yu Shu responded, packed up his things and loaded them into the car, then pushed the car away. Li Sanjiang personally sent him to the village entrance.

Liu Yumei sighed, stood up with a lonely look, walked into the house, sat down in front of the altar, and glanced at the new and old tablets on it.

"I still remember you guys."

After a pause, she said with resentment:

"But who among you remembers A-Li?"

……

Tan Wenbin returned home the day before yesterday. He cried bitterly when he left, as if he was parting with his life forever.

Li Sanjiang couldn't help but tease, "Okay, you have a talent. If anyone needs to cry at a funeral in the future, they can ask you to do it. I guarantee you can cry in a way that will satisfy the host."

After hugging Runsheng and Li Sanjiang, Tan Wenbin also wanted to hug Li Zhuiyuan.

Until the boy handed him three more notebooks, one for mathematics, one for physics, and one for chemistry.

Tan Wenbin didn't hug him, but cried even louder.

When he left, it was thundering and raining. Runsheng took him back on a tricycle. Although both of them were wearing raincoats, they were still soaked.

Today, the sun is shining brightly. Tan Yunlong took a special leave and drove a Santana to pick up Li Zhuiyuan for school.

Li Zhuiyuan spoke to his family members one by one, and Li Sanjiang followed his instructions with great comfort: "Little Marquis Yuan, remember what Grandpa said, just listen to the class casually, and don't think too much. Eyes are important, understand?"

Tan Yunlong, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but touch his cheek when he heard this.

Li Sanjiang also took out a bag filled with candies and biscuits: "Here, take this and share it with the little classmates."

Li Zhuiyuan took it.

"Don't be afraid. If someone bullies you at school, come back and tell Grandpa. Grandpa will support you. Go find him at school."

Tan Yunlong couldn't help but interrupt, "Don't worry, Uncle Li, no one will bully Xiaoyuan. Besides, Binbin is here too."

Li Sanjiang retorted: "Zhuangzhuang is in high school, not elementary school."

Tan Yunlong could only nod and stop talking.

Runsheng took out a pen and handed it over. He worked as a helper and farmer for Li Sanjiang. He had just received his first month's salary the day before yesterday and used it all to buy this pen.

After buying the pen, he found that he had no money to buy ink. Finally, Li Sanjiang found out about it, took him to the store to seek justice, and forced the owner to give him another bottle of ink.

Liu Yumei gave a red envelope, but this time she didn't put a stack of money in it. It was very thin, just one bill, just a token of her appreciation.

Li Zhuiyuan accepted it.

A-li hadn't prepared anything, and she seemed to realize it.

She was very anxious but didn't know how to express it. This emotion was a little too complicated for her, neither happy nor angry.

The boy walked up to the girl and said, "Ari, when I get home from school, help me with my homework."

The girl's eyes lit up.

When waving goodbye to his family for the last time, Li Zhuiyuan shouted to Li Sanjiang: "Grandpa, I'm going to high school and will take the college entrance examination next year!"

"Okay, okay, my little Yuan Hou is the best!"

"Hehehe..." Liu Yumei, who was standing beside him, laughed when she heard it. Obviously, the old man didn't hear it at all and thought it was just the talk of a child.

I followed Tan Yunlong out of the path and came to the village road. After getting into the car, I found that there was a driver inside.

The driver is not young, he looks old, and he has a head. The border areas are also unable to support the central government.

Tan Yunlong smiled and asked, "Your grandfather still doesn't believe that you want to go to high school."

"Well, just complete the admission procedures and show them to him. By the way, Uncle Tan, this car..."

"I don't use the bus for personal purposes. This is a school bus."

"Cough... cough... cough..." The driver started coughing.

Tan Yunlong pointed at the driver and said, "Xiaoyuan, let me introduce you, this is Principal Wu."

The driver immediately turned around, extended his hand to Li Zhuiyuan and shook it: "Wu Xinhan, Li Zhuiyuan, welcome to our school."

"Principal, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, you can call me grandpa, no need to add principal."

"Then you can call me Xiaoyuan."

"Hey, okay, okay."

At first, when Tan Yunlong first called to inquire about admissions, there was only a little excitement among the school leadership.

Some people knew about the "Junior Class", but these days, news channels were blocked and information flow was underdeveloped, so even a few highly educated teachers in the school had only heard about it briefly and only knew that these children were generally child prodigies.

Fortunately, there was plenty of time in between, and because Li Zhuiyuan was blind for a while, he was afraid that his enrollment would be delayed. To be on the safe side, Tan Yunlong gave Li Zhuiyuan's academic information to the school in the hope of leniency.

The school mobilized its network to find out, and sent two physical education teachers to Beijing by train. The two teachers were very hardworking and actually found the place. When they asked for the name and information, they learned that the student named "Li Zhuiyuan" was going to high school and was chased and beaten by a group of respected old professors. Fortunately, the physical education teachers sent were in good health and could run fast, otherwise it would really be considered a work-related injury.

But the details were finally found out, and then the office was completely shocked.

Although it is not clear why such a student would inexplicably run to a rural town to attend high school, it does not matter, because for the school, this is simply a top scorer in the college entrance examination coming right to the door.

If Tan Yunlong had not insisted on his address and warned the school not to disturb him, Wu Xinhan would have brought people here long ago.

The car drove into the school and stopped in front of the office building.

A group of teachers immediately ran out, their eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity. They did not have the utilitarianism of the school leaders. They simply had been growing radishes for half their lives and wanted to see what the golden nuggets growing in the ground looked like.

Also coming out of the crowd were Pan Zi and Lei Zi.

Because these two guys didn't do their summer homework, the class teacher called them to the office and severely criticized them.

I thought it would be a protracted battle, but as soon as the criticism began, the teachers in the office shouted "Here they come", and then the head teacher asked them to go back to the classroom.

The two brothers were quite grateful and stayed where they were, wanting to see who would come and rescue them.

Pan Zi: "The principal drove the car, and he even opened the back door."

Lei Zi: "Which leader came to inspect?"

Pan Zi: "That shouldn't be the case. Didn't you inform us in advance about the spring cleaning?"

Then they saw Li Zhuiyuan getting out of the car.

"This kid looks familiar."

"Yes, I think I've seen it somewhere."

"Brother Pan Zi, Brother Lei Zi!" Li Zhuiyuan waved and greeted them.

In an instant, all the teachers and school leaders, including the head teacher, looked at these two people.

The psychological pressure was too great, Pan Zi and Lei Zi didn't even dare to say hello, they just lowered their heads and ran towards the classroom.

"Uh..." Li Zhuiyuan was a little confused.

The boy went to school early, but he was not familiar with traditional campus life and thought that Pan Zi and Lei Zi were waiting for him here on purpose.

"Do you know each other?" Principal Wu asked kindly.

"They are my cousins."

"okay."

Principal Wu remembered this and planned to ask their class teacher about their academic performance later. After all, if they are related by blood, he should be able to motivate them to some extent. It is not possible that the brains of a whole family are built on one person.

Li Zhuiyuan was brought into...a small conference room.

They were supposed to be taken to the principal's office, but the office was too small to accommodate so many people.

Along the way, the teachers around started chattering.

"So young?"

"You are called a child prodigy only when you are young."

"Is it true or false?"

"I don't know. Anyway, there is a test. Let's see the result."

"Whose class will you be in after you enroll?"

As soon as this question came out, the eyes of the senior class teachers in the crowd turned cold when they looked at each other.

Especially those with more seniority, they exuded an attitude of "no one else can do it better than them". They are about to retire. Teachers at this stage are really fearless and they even dare to slam the table in front of the principal.

Those young class teachers are quite open-minded and know that they have no share in it.

In particular, one of the class teachers was named Sun Qing. She taught Chinese and was in charge of a regular class. Tan Wenbin was in her class.

"Xiaoyuan, let me introduce you. This is Director Liu from the Education Bureau, and this is..."

Wu Xinhan led Li Zhuiyuan to introduce them one by one.

Li Zhuiyuan was not afraid of the stage and took the initiative to call for help.

He had been highly regarded by senior professors when he was in the junior class. Firstly, he was well-rounded. Even if he could not be the first in every subject, he was among the best in every subject, unlike other students who had obvious partiality for certain subjects. Secondly, he was very normal. When communicating with them, he seemed like a completely normal child.

After completing the whole process, we have reached the final critical step.

"Xiaoyuan, this is the test paper our school teacher made. Take a look and choose one to do."

This was said tactfully and politely, but everyone present subconsciously held their breath.

Seeing is believing. After making such a big fuss, we have to finally get the final word on it. This is also the purpose of the school.

These papers are all newly compiled by teachers of each subject group. There is no possibility of leakage, so the results are absolutely true and valid.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down, picked up his pen and began to answer the questions.

Originally, the school leaders and the bureau leaders wanted to look at the papers for a while and then go out to smoke a cigarette. After all, even if they picked out the papers for so many subjects to write, they didn't know how long it would take.

But soon, everyone was stunned.

The first set of questions Li Zhuiyuan did was mathematics. He hardly needed to think. He just glanced at the answers and wrote them down. There was a strange scene where his hand was still writing the previous question but his eyes had already moved to the next question.

There is no illiterate person here, but who has ever seen a math test paper where the speed of answering the questions is limited by the speed of hand movement?
In fact, Li Zhuiyuan did it on purpose.

He knew that he had to do well enough so that his future study life would be easier and unconstrained, and he would not be delayed to death because of things like studying.

After finishing the math paper, Li Zhuiyuan continued with the physics paper.

Wu Xinhan expressed the thoughts of the onlookers: "Quick, correct it."

The mathematics teachers began to mark the papers, quickly putting red ticks on them.

The onlookers were expecting the “×” to appear, but it never did.

The math teachers who ticked the boxes were also frightened. They knew that although the format of the papers they made imitated the college entrance examination questions, the difficulty was actually far beyond ordinary college entrance examination questions, because the college entrance examination questions were divided into levels, and there would be easy-to-score questions, basic questions, and score-pulling questions.

This set of papers cannot be photocopied for use in senior high school exams, as it can easily ruin students' mentality.

The head of the mathematics team looked at the school leaders and the bureau leaders and said, "All correct."

In fact, there is a little problem. For example, two of the answer questions used methods that are not suitable for high schools, which may result in points being deducted when the papers are graded. However, this flaw is not worth mentioning at this time. It is enough to just remind you to pay attention to it, just like reminding students not to forget to write the "solution" during the exam.

Wu Xinhan and other school leaders showed relieved smiles on their faces and shook hands with the bureau leaders. Now, they felt relieved.

The teachers kept gasping in shock. Although they had only done one set of math papers, practitioners all knew what it meant.

A young teacher couldn't help but joked: "If I teach him, will it be boring to teach other students in the future?"

Some teachers laughed, while others couldn't help but joked back: "Do we still need you to teach us?"

After quickly finishing the physics and chemistry papers, Li Zhuiyuan continued to answer other papers.

No one disturbed or dissuaded him, and since he was willing to do it all, everyone was happy to see all the results.

He also worked hard on the Chinese paper. According to the requirements of the topic, he wrote a formulaic composition with beautiful words and rigorous structure.

In short, make sure you don't have any bias towards any subject and you can take leave for any class.

The only part that was skipped was the English listening part. This was not something Li Zhuiyuan wanted to skip. Instead, the English teachers took the initiative to suggest skipping it after seeing how fast Li Zhuiyuan answered the questions. After all, they didn't want to waste the time of so many people present because of playing the listening part.

After finishing everything, Li Zhuiyuan put down his pen and rubbed his wrists. Seeing this, Wu Xinhan, who was standing next to him, reached out to help rub his wrists.

Doing these questions does not require any effort on your brain, but on your hands. This amount of calculation is far less than doing a Feng Shui weather forecast yourself.

The papers were graded very quickly. Even for the essays, the Chinese teacher could not find any mistakes. And although they were written quickly, the handwriting was really beautiful.

Many teachers took off their glasses and began to wipe them. Today, everyone had a deep experience of what it means to be a true child prodigy.

Tan Yunlong was the calmest person in the whole place. He was not worried at all about the boy's entrance exam. After all, this boy had shocked him with several murder cases.

Principal Wu bent down and asked with a smile, "Come on, Xiaoyuan, let me introduce you to some of our excellent class teachers in the senior year."

Such students must definitely be handed over to a qualified and experienced class teacher.

Well, although Principal Wu doesn’t know what use qualifications and experience are to the boy in front of him.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and looked at Tan Yunlong, and asked, "Uncle Tan, which class is Brother Binbin in?"

Tan Yunlong wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Then he looked at his son's class teacher, Sun Qing, an old acquaintance.

Other parents of students would like to see the class teacher only once a school year, at the parent-teacher meeting, but thanks to his son's strong recommendation, he would like to see the class teacher every month.

Sometimes I’m afraid that if I see too much, there will be gossip, so I have to take turns with my wife.

"Xiaoyuan, let's choose our class..."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked in front of young Sun Qing without waiting for Principal Wu to finish his words.

"Hello, teacher. I will trouble you to teach me in the future."

After saying this, Li Zhuiyuan bowed to Sun Qing.

"Teacher, what's your last name?"

Tan Yunlong replied, "Sun Qing, Teacher Sun."

Sun Qing looked at Tan Yunlong with gratitude.

"Teacher Sun, let's go back to class." Li Zhuiyuan reached out and held Teacher Sun's hand.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was a privilege he had earned through his own ability, and it would be a waste if he didn't use it.

The senior class teachers were still in shock, but Wu Xinhan reacted first and said with a smile, "Teacher Sun, Xiaoyuan is our school's treasure. This is a task assigned to you by the school. You have to take good care of him."

"Please rest assured, Principal. I will."

Sun Qing took Li Zhuiyuan out. She felt a little stressed and didn't dare to stay any longer.

As soon as I walked out of the small conference room, I heard a fierce argument from inside.

Tan Yunlong also ran out and said, "Xiaoyuan, uncle will pick you up from school tonight and take you home for dinner."

"No, uncle, I'll go home and eat."

"Okay then." Tan Yunlong patted the boy on the shoulder and walked towards the school gate.

Walk into the teaching building and go up the stairs.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Sun Qing's palms were hot and sweaty.

In fact, Sun Qing is still feeling dizzy. This high school is a large one, with more than a dozen classes in each grade.

A few nights ago, when she and her husband were falling asleep in bed, she had imagined that it would be great if the child could join her class, but she never expected that the longevity peach would actually be placed in front of her.

Because she was nervous, Sun Qing missed a step when going up the stairs. Fortunately, she used her hands to steady herself in time, otherwise, the child prodigy that the principal had just handed over to her would have fallen down the stairs.

Sun Qing's eyes immediately became wet with fear.

"Teacher Sun, let's sit at the same table with Brother Binbin... and classmate Tan Wenbin."

"Uh, okay."

After agreeing, Sun Qing frowned, as if something was wrong, but she couldn't remember what it was.

When they really reached the door of Class 13 of Grade , Sun Qing realized something was wrong, and Li Zhuiyuan also knew it.

Because he saw that Tan Wenbin's seat was independent of the class and close to the teacher's podium.

Because he was facing away from the classroom door, Tan Wenbin didn't know Li Zhuiyuan had come at first; he was concentrating on doing his homework.

The teachers all went to watch the fun, and almost the entire senior class was spent on self-study.

After noticing the strange atmosphere in the class, Tan Wenbin turned around and saw the head teacher first, then Li Zhuiyuan. Immediately, he smiled happily, not caring about whether the age was appropriate or not, and not caring about whether it would make a fool of itself. He waved his hand and shouted:
"Brother Xiaoyuan!"

Sun Qing habitually glared at Tan Wenbin. This student was not a bad person by nature, but he was prone to causing trouble and his personality was too extroverted.

But after staring for a while, her gaze softened involuntarily. After all, she was benefiting from him today.

"Classmates, please introduce the new students in our class."

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to the podium and smiled shyly:
"Hello, classmates. My name is Li Zhuiyuan. Please take care of me in the future."

Sun Qing pointed to the first row near the door and said, "Tan Wenbin, put your table here. You and Xiaoyuan can sit at the same table."

"Okay, teacher."

Tan Wenbin moved the table to a position. Because he was tall, he sat inside against the wall, while Li Zhuiyuan sat outside.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to sit in the corner of the last row because of its good feng shui.

But he knew this was impossible.

"Tan Wenbin, come out and help Xiaoyuan get the books."

"Okay, teacher!"

Next, it’s time for the simple and unpretentious classes.

The teacher was teaching in the front while Li Zhuiyuan was sitting below flipping through a book. He needed to review the high school syllabus.

During class, other teachers would pretend to pass by and look at him.

When the class is over, students from other classes who heard the news will also gather here.

However, Li Zhuiyuan just flipped through his book quietly without showing any outgoing expression. With Tan Wenbin around, no one could disturb him.

During lunch, Tan Wenbin said that the food in the school cafeteria was too bad, so he took him to a snack bar outside and also brought one more person, who was Zheng Haiyang who was bullied last time.

His parents are both seamen and are away from home all year round, so he seems very introverted.

During the meal, Tan Wenbin said that the head teacher and the principal had talked to him and asked him to take responsibility for taking good care of Xiaoyuan.

After finishing the meal, we returned to the classroom for what was nominally a noon self-study class, but in fact it was a Chinese class. Then we took a 25-minute nap, and then continued the class.

The teachers gave Li Zhuiyuan a lot of freedom. For example, during English class, Li Zhuiyuan was flipping through the physics textbook right under her nose and pretended not to see it.

By the end of the second class in the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan had finished reading the textbooks.

He decided to bring Wei Zhengdao's books to the classroom to read starting tomorrow.

The third and fourth periods were math classes. Li Zhuiyuan lay on the table and began to sleep.

It's not that he doesn't respect his teacher, but he knows that if he really continues to perform vividly, he will be very tired, so it would be better for everyone to form a tacit understanding from the beginning and relax.

At first, the students thought it would be a good show, after all, their math teacher, Mr. Yan, was known for his bad temper.

But during the class, the math teacher noticed that the little student sitting in the first row had fallen asleep, so he considerately covered him with his coat.

At the same time, a loving smile appeared on his face.

Halfway through the fourth class, Teacher Yan wrote three questions on the blackboard and asked the students to answer them. He then walked down and gently woke Li Zhuiyuan up.

Li Zhuiyuan sat up, looked at the question on the blackboard, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote out the answer.

Seeing this, Teacher Yan swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoyuan, are you interested in participating in the Mathematical Olympiad?"

"Okay, teacher. I'll participate."

Teacher Yan was so excited that she said "thank you, thank you" to the students several times.

After the fourth class, we can have dinner, and then it’s time for evening self-study.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin and said, "Brother Binbin, I'm home."

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment and asked, "No, you didn't go to evening self-study on the first day?"

"Ah."

"Um, what I mean is, don't you want to experience a full day of senior year life?"

"I don't really want to. I asked Brother Runsheng to pick me up at this time."

Books and stationery can be placed on the desk, and Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the classroom empty-handed.

On the way, many students were looking at him, and they felt like a primary school student had infiltrated the high school circle.

Li Zhuiyuan had a similar feeling.

When he walked out of the teaching building, Li Zhuiyuan remembered that he had forgotten to say hello to Pan Ziying, Zi Lei and their classmates in the classroom.

Forget it, let’s go tomorrow.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, wait for me!"

Li Zhuiyuan stopped, turned around, and saw Tan Wenbin running towards him with a schoolbag on his back.

"Brother Binbin, I'm going home."

"I'm going home too."

"I'm going back to my grandfather's house."

"I'm going back to Zhuangzhuang's house."

"You skipped class, aren't you afraid that Uncle Tan will beat you up?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the course schedule and found that the class times for morning and evening self-study were marked. In fact, they were all regular classes taught by teachers.

"It's okay. My dad would love for me to stick to you."

"Have you reported this to Uncle Tan?"

"I'll go to Aunt Zhang's store and give him a call when I get back."

"Oh."

Li Zhuiyuan responded and continued walking towards the school gate.

Tan Wenbin followed behind with a smile on his face, especially when he saw those classmates who had to go back to class after dinner, he smiled even more happily and unrestrainedly.

After leaving the school gate, Li Zhuiyuan began to look for the location of Runsheng tricycle, but couldn't find it.

"Hey, did Runsheng forget to pick you up?" Tan Wenbin also stood on tiptoe and looked around.

"Brother Runsheng should be parked far away, let's cross the road first."

"Is he sick? Why doesn't he pick you up at the school gate?"

“There are too many people at the school gate.”

"There are so many people, what kind of reason is that?"

Crossing the street and avoiding the crowds of students and vendors, Li Zhuiyuan saw Runsheng jumping and waving his arms outside the alley in the northwest corner.

As they walked over, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but scold, "Why don't you just stop at Uncle Li's dam entrance to pick us up?"

Then, Tan Wenbin shut up.

Because there was a girl in a red dress sitting behind the tricycle parked in the alley.

Although this place is remote, compared to the school gate, people still pass by from time to time.

The girl sat on the tricycle bench like a frightened deer, and you could see her strength and reluctance.

Li Zhuiyuan got into the car, and the girl immediately reached out and took the boy's hand, only then did she feel completely at ease.

Tan Wenbin stood beside the car, not knowing whether he should get in or not.

Runsheng still remembered the previous ridicule, glanced at him and said, "You are redundant."

"I'll ask my dad to bring the bike to me tomorrow."

"Brother Binbin, get in the car." Li Zhuiyuan has discovered that A'li is no longer as resistant to people familiar to her family.

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan." Tan Wenbin got in the car and sat at the edge of the seat.

"Go home!"

Runsheng pedaled the tricycle, drove out of the alley, and headed west towards home.

In the car, the boys and girls were overflowing with youth, envious of the red sunset glow and flaunting the setting sun.

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