Chapter 17
There is only a little halo of the sun in the sky.

The dim yellow light shone on the ground, and the buildings on the side of the road had turned on colorful lights, keeping the city alive.

The food stall owners at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School have already started to close their stalls. They have been busy all day, with tired smiles on their faces.

"Hey, why are there still students not leaving?" A food stall owner asked in surprise.

A lot of students walked out of the school gate, their figures shaking a little.

"Students study really hard!" A food stall owner exclaimed.

"It's all about studying well. If only my boy worked half as hard." Another food stall owner sighed, "If you don't study hard, you can only be like me, getting up early and working hard every day to earn hard money."

"Old Wang, your children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't worry too much, and we can make a lot of money by setting up a stall now."

Old Wang hehe: "Old Li sounds nice, so you are also going to let your kid inherit his father's business?"

"This..." Lao Li was silent.

A food stall owner tried to smooth things over: "Okay, it's all for the children's benefit. They're here. I'll see if I can sell some more."

When the nearby food stall owners heard this, they also stopped closing their stalls, preparing to earn the last pot of gold from the last batch of students today.

The leading student, wearing black-rimmed glasses, ignored the cries of the food stall owner and quickly disappeared in the snack street.

But the food stall owner didn't care, and greeted the students who came forward.

Fat tablemate followed the scent to a roasted cold noodle stand.

"Boss, luxury package."

The fat deskmate felt that he was very hungry, and studying was really consuming too much energy.

This guy Xue Mo was serious and scary when he talked about the topic. If it wasn't for Ai Xiaona saying that it was getting late and the parents were urging him, he might have been able to keep talking.

Snack took out four pieces of grilled cold noodles, four eggs and four sausages, and praised: "Student learned so late, it's really hard work!"

When the fat classmate heard this, his face became even more bitter.

Forget the past.

"No, we made up lessons today."

"Remedial lessons?" The food stall owner beat the eggs and turned over the cold noodles. "Then your teacher has worked very hard to give you remedial lessons at such a late hour."

"It's not the teacher." The fat deskmate corrected, "It's my classmate!"

The food stall owner shook his hands and put more fried sausages: "Your classmate? Your classmate will give you extra lessons?"

"Yes!" The fat tablemate said with admiration, "He has always been the number one in our class, and the teacher sometimes asks him for advice!"

The food stall owner didn't quite understand, no matter how good a student is, he can't be as good as a teacher, right?
"He's not always number one." Zidron instigated iced juice to come out from the side, "I was number one last time."

"That's the only time for you." The fat deskmate objected.

"That's why Xue Mo hasn't always been number one, because he was number two last time." Qi Delong said proudly.

The fat deskmate couldn't refute, so he could only argue: "But he's really amazing."

Qi Delong was silent and did not raise an argument.

"Then you have to work hard!" the food stall owner encouraged.

The food stall owner on the side suddenly interrupted and said: "Xue Mo is a celebrity in their third year of junior high school. He has always been the first in various exams. My girl especially admires him..."

"Uncle, he is not always number one." Qi Delong corrected.

The food stall owner who was talking ignored him and continued: "It is said that he not only studies well, but also looks good. The family conditions are not good, but he has never complained, never compared with other children, and only studies."

After finishing speaking, he sighed: "If my girl works half as hard as others, I will be satisfied."

The nearby food stall owners who listened closely agreed.

The snack street was lively for a while, until the group of students walked away.

The sky had already darkened, and the fat tablemate ate some grilled cold noodles and walked home.

At the door of the house, the fat deskmate suddenly trembled.

Oops, my parents don't like me staying outside after school and not going home.

The fat deskmate suddenly had the urge to turn around and run away.

"I'll go look for that brat." An angry voice came, and a middle-aged man with a big arm and a round waist came out, just in time to meet Fatty at the same table.

"Dad?" The fat deskmate's voice trembled, and he quickly pulled the remaining grilled cold noodles into his mouth.

"Good boy, come back so late! I think you don't have a long memory, and you ignore what my mother and I said." The fat dad's eyes were filled with fire.

"I didn't." The fat deskmate said aggrievedly.

"You still dare to quibble!" The fat dad walked to the side of the fat deskmate, and grabbed the clothes on the back of his neck, one... two...

Fat Dad let go of his hand and shouted, "Hurry up and go home."

5 minute later.

The fat deskmate was forced to stand against the wall, opposite, the fat father and mother were sitting on the sofa from left to right, with fierce eyes.

"Tell me!" Fat Dad said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"I told you to go home after school, what should I do if I encounter danger outside? Aren't you very obedient these days? What's going on today?" Fat Mom complained.

The fat deskmate quickly explained: "I really didn't do it on purpose today. The school has tutoring. We left a study mutual aid group. The teacher said she told you!"

The fat mother was taken aback, and she turned on the phone when she heard this. She was a bit busy today, so she didn't bother to look at the phone, and she didn't even bother to visit the parent group just now.

Looking at the group, I found that the head teacher Aite all the parents in the group, explained the reason for leaving school tonight, and promised to pay attention not to let the students stay in the school in the future.

"What does this sound like?" Fat Dad said displeased, "It's not good to study somewhere, you have to study at school, what should you do if something happens to the child at such a late hour? I have to talk to your teacher."

The fat deskmate nodded approvingly: "Yes, but parents, you can't blame the teacher. The teacher has persuaded Xue Mo not to be so late in the future."

"Xue Mo?" Fat Dad looked puzzled, "What does it have to do with him?"

The fat deskmate answered truthfully: "He is the leader of our group, and he got out of school late today because he kept giving lectures."

"Why is this child like this? I don't know if other parents are worried..."

The fat mother suddenly interrupted: "Xue Mo, is it Xue Mo who has always been the first in your class?"

The fat deskmate nodded, wondering why her mother was so excited.

The fat mother slapped her thigh: "This is a good thing. His good student's learning method is worth learning. We can't let the teacher discourage his enthusiasm."

"But Xiaopang came back too late at night, it's a bit dangerous." Fat Dad hesitated.

"What's the matter, I'll just pick him up." After the fat mother finished speaking, she hurriedly picked up her phone and sent a message to the parent group.

"Teacher, it's a good thing for children to study. You can let them stay in school for a while, and then we will pick him up."

A question mark slowly appeared on the head of the fat deskmate?
(End of this chapter)

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