At nine o'clock in the evening, the family had supper.

No matter how rich you are, you still have grains, porridge and cakes.

"How much did you estimate today?" Zhang's father squatted on the ground, leaning against the sofa, and snatching a bite of rice, not like the boss at all.

This is the third time I asked.

The first two times, Zhang Shanggu Zuoyan and others fooled him.

But you have to say hello in advance when going to school, otherwise the school will not have your quota and you will not be able to apply for a school registration.

Take a deep breath. This period was before rebirth. At that time, I was so poor that my family was barely left behind. Now that I have money, I still can't escape it.

"360 points." After a pause, he said his thoughtful thoughts: "Dad, I don't want to go to school anymore."

For him, there is really nothing to learn about, and it is a waste of time.

He had to go to high school for three years, and he spent this time at school. He could open the entertainment city all over the Sanjin Mountains, rather than just being a rich man from Taigu.

Even after entering the First Middle School, he didn't have the patience to study and really couldn't read those books.

These words made Zhang Zhiwei stand up from the ground, his face changed rapidly, and his hands holding the bowl were shaking slightly, which contained anger that was full of iron.

But gradually, he calmed down and squatted on the ground again decadently, leaning on the sofa powerlessly.

A seventeen-year-old child, no matter how capable you are and how able you can make money, others will not have much praise.

Only academic performance is the capital that can be appreciated at this stage.

"You must learn this!" Zhang Zhiwei was unprecedentedly confident, without any negotiation tone.

"I'll go to your grade director tomorrow to see if he can find a way to get you a student."

"No matter how hard you endure, how thumping, how much you can make money, you have no education, no education, and the rustic spirit will look down on you."

"Our family has opened a courier company and a casino. Dad knows it's all your credit, but studying cannot be delayed."

"Dad would rather you have no such ability. I would rather our family be poor and unable to make money. I would also want you to study hard and have the opportunity to go out."

"What can you do if you don't go to school?"

"Stay in Taigu for the rest of your life?"

"Like your mother, I haven't even had Taigu out in my life, and I don't know what it is like outside."

"Someone talks about news, but she doesn't know when she asks her questions. She doesn't even send text messages when she plays on her mobile phone. She calls the computer to record documents, and she is like reading a heavenly book."

"In the local dialect, this is called a rustic."

"Dad doesn't want you to do this."

"Our family has not had a college student for generations."

"Your grandpa, one old man, five aunts, and all the bad students."

"Your mother, second and third aunts, the children only know how to play, and your sister has not graduated from junior high school."

"Do you think that when she was fighting, she asked two people to go to the school gate, and others wouldn't laugh at her?"

"A girl, who is a teenager, always mingled with a bunch of men, open her mouth and cursed, speaks like a shrew. Who doesn't underestimate her?"

Zhang Zhiwei was nagging, and as he spoke, his eyes turned red and his voice hoarse.

Yang Xin was washing dishes silently, lowering her head, and tears flowed.

Zhang Shang was infected, his head was lowered in the bowl, and he cried, and the bitterness in his heart completely submerged him.

This night, the whole family couldn't sleep.

The next day, Zhang Zhiwei got up very early.

I washed my head silently, dressed up, and drove out.

He walked forward and Zhang Shang quickly came out of the quilt, his face was not washed, and he rode his bike to follow him.

In my previous life, by chance, my mother said that in order to get him to go to No. 1 Middle School, my father almost knelt down to someone.

Taigu No. 1 Middle School, the most important thing for children to gain their parents' face to go to school here.

I used to come here to play with Dad Zhang a lot.

The guardian met Zhang Shang.

"Your dad just drove in, why don't you take a ride? Isn't you tired of riding your own bike?"

"Uncle, it's okay, exercise." Zhang Shang reluctantly asked, "Who is the grade director of our new senior high school?"

"Gao Zhiben, the one who speaks with a protruding tongue."

"My dad probably went to him. I'll go and see where he is in."

"The Laboratory Building, the Third Floor, the Grade Director's Office."

"Okay, I'll leave first, uncle."

Parked the bicycle downstairs, Zhang Shang quickly ran to the third floor, sneaking and guilty, afraid that Zhang Zhiwei would find out.

The students were in class, and the corridor was empty.

Every office has a sign.

He stood quietly at the door of the grade director's office with his back against the wall, moving step by step.

The door is half-closed.

"You guy scored too low, 360 points, but why did you learn? You just skipped classes and went to the Internet cafe in junior high school?"

The sound was very uncomfortable, and the sound of the flat tongue was not different, as if the tongue was bigger and could not be released in the mouth.

Then he said: "We have confiscated students with this score. Don't talk about you, the director of the Provincial Department of Education will not get a student even if he comes. Recently, he heard that your family is well developed. You can go and try it with the county magistrate."

"Let me think of a solution. Lao Gao will definitely study hard when he comes to No. 1 Middle School, or I will break his legs." Zhang's voice was very low, very low.

The scene appeared clearly in Zhang Shang's mind. Zhang's father looked at Gao Zhiben with begging in his eyes.

"This matter cannot be caused by it. His score is enough for the file establishment line, so we can do it for him." Gao Zhiben shirked.

"I know you are the biggest thing in the grade. Zhang Shang chess can be the first in Taigu. Can you get him a sports special enrollment?" Zhang Zhiwei discussed.

"We only recruit shot put and sprinters for special admissions, and other county education bureaus will not approve them." Gao Zhiben seemed to be sorting out his things and was about to leave. "This matter is really not a big deal. If you don't get it to a vocational school, then don't have to score."

"With this relationship between brothers, how can he be called to the post?" Zhang's father smiled and forced himself to flatter him.

"Hey, our relationship is not bad. It's not that we don't help. If you want to blame, blame you. If you haven't educated you well, there's nothing we can do if we are anxious now."

This is just accusation.

And, Gao Zhiben stood up and prepared to leave.

In his heart, he never regarded Zhang Zhiwei as a friend.

In his heart, Zhang Zhiwei is still the little person who runs a taxi, lives in a black house, is poor all his life, and relies on people like him to enjoy food.

"Old Gao..." Zhang's father almost choked and screamed.

Gao Zhiben stopped and seemed to be shocked by Zhang Zhiwei's voice, but there was a deep sarcasm in his pupils. What can he do if he gets rich? The roots are still bad. The child is useless and he still has to beg me.

When he went out, he was stunned. He didn't expect someone in the corridor to look at Zhang Shang with a calm face. He was a little powerful, but he didn't say anything.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and Zhang Shang quietly retreated.

Go downstairs, standing behind the stone pillars supporting the building, quietly looking at Zhang’s car.

After a long time, I looked at the hunched back and the broad shoulders. I sat in the car for half an hour before I started to leave.

Zhang Shang's heart was ups and downs and his thoughts were flying. Before he was reborn, he clearly attended No. 1 Middle School, which showed that there was a quota for the school.

But this time, why didn’t Gao Zhiben agree?

After thinking about it, he could only think that Teacher Gao could not stand others' good?

In the past, the Zhang family was poor, so he could look down on Zhang Zhiwei and have compassion?

Seeing that the Zhang family was developed, Gao Zhiben couldn't believe it?

I feel resentful, so it’s useless to ask me?

Smiling bitterly, Zhang Shang took out his cell phone and called Wang Huaidong.

"Old Wang... are you busy?"

"..." You are a little brat, how dare you be the same as me? It's neither big nor small. Wang Huaidong said: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, you won't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Please correct your name first and call me Uncle Wang, and let's communicate."

This old fox doesn't want to take any advantage. As soon as you call, you will know that you have something to ask for. Student Zhang had to surrender and shout: "Uncle Wang..."

After shouting, he continued, "I can't yell for nothing, you have to cover me."

"What's wrong with you?"

In fact, he really has no friendship with the Zhang family, so he can only be considered normal political and business exchanges.

Generally, he can help with small things and sell favors, but if he embezzles and accepts bribes, he will never do it, he is not that stupid.

Without knowing the roots and the ground, and with the fact that there are people in the Zhang family, he is even more like walking on thin ice.
To be continued...