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Fake Slackers

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THIS IS A MACHINE TRANSLATION Description After class placement were decided, the school’s two infamous ‘problem youth’ not only shared the same class, but the same desk. They’re clearly good at studies, but pretend to be slackers. Fakers from head to toe who just keep walking farther down the path of their performance. Hear on the grapevine about the two big brothers who always fight over the last place in class. Basically, this is a serious comedy. About the little matters of growing up. Associated Names Wei Zhuang Xue Zha 伪学渣装 伪装学渣 Author Mu Gua Huang 木瓜黄 Tags Adapted to Drama CD Anti-social Protagonist Apathetic Protagonist Clever Protagonist Cold Protagonist Coming of Age Confident Protagonist Cute Story Delinquents Doting Love Interests Family Family Conflict Friendship Genius Protagonist Handsome Male Lead Heartwarming Hiding True Abilities Introverted Protagonist Kuudere Modern Day Power Couple Quiet Characters Quirky Characters Sharp-tongued Characters Smart Couple Strong Love Interests Tsundere

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Chapter 1Chapter 1 - I hear he cheated on the high school entrance exams.

"The next stop Heishui Street, passengers who are going to get off please prepare to get off the back door."

The bus departed from the outskirts of City B and slowly turned into the commercial street in a small half-circle. The street was well-connected and crowded with pedestrians.

The voice announcer pronounced this line in a straightforward manner, which is not the same as the usual Mandarin. It sounds like a machine imitation, even the amplitude of the tail tone is deliberate.

Xie Yu sat in the corner of the last row, turned his head and looked at the hot sunlight outside the window.

I feel that the temperature of the air conditioner in the car is too low and feels hot.

The bus originally drove slowly, but now it was surrounded by people and its speed dropped directly to a classic car. It happened to hit a red light, and the long body shook violently for a while, and then stopped slowly.

Xie Yu took the phone and waited for the other party to answer the call while looking out the window.

The phone beeped several times and finally connected, a familiar and noisy voice came out, followed by a woman's voice, her voice was louder, directly overshadowing the chaos, heroic and a little dumb, I don't know who I was fighting with. .

"Who knows when the six trucks will arrive, there is no such thing as a true believer. Those grandsons are pushing back and forth all day long."

"After a while, I said that the next day, I said that the day after tomorrow's time has changed endlessly, and finally told me they didn't know... fuck."

Xie Yu calmly listened to the woman's scolding.

"Hurry up! Don't even dare to answer the phone. Now, playing with me is missing. Assholes/things pulled out of my eyes, don't go out to inquire, who the hell dare to provoke me Xu Yanmei in Heishui Street."

Seeing that the swearing became more and more unpleasant, as if he could roar an 800-character essay without pause, Xie Yu then reminded the other party: "Aunt Mei."

All swear words are instantly silenced.

Xu Yanmei waved her hand at the others, closed her mouth, did not hesitate to pinch out the cigarette between her fingers, and squeezed it against the corner of the table. He also pointed to the accidentally connected phone on the desk, indicating that the meeting of the "six trucks of goods not shipped on time" can be over.

After squeezing the cigarette, she retracted her long legs that straddled her simple desk. Her tone was a gentleness that no one else had ever heard, and she was not the same person as the two-ton mad woman who weighed swear words just now.

"We get together during lunch break and chat casually. It's okay. It's fun. Life is so plain. It's good to say bad words occasionally..."

Xie Yu didn't open it up, only asked: "How about smoking, smoking is good for your health?"

Xu Yanmei smelled of nicotine, she opened her eyes and said nonsense, thinking that this stinky boy could not get out of the phone anyway: "I didn't smoke. After you don't let me smoke, I will quit, hey, don't mention it to me. Stubble, I'm afraid that I will be addicted to smoking again, and it will not stimulate me."

Pretending to be like, who irritates who.

Xie Yu listened to her increasingly serious old smoky voice--it was only when she was swearing that her voice could suddenly become clear, and she could tell with her toes whether it was true or not.

"It's a holiday. I heard your mother say that after you finished your last exam on the 20th, you wouldn't reply to the message you sent you."

Xu Yanmei continued to change the subject and said: "How did you do on the test? I searched the Internet for a long time to find the sentences. Those sentences are all written in Zou Zou, and I almost vomited when I found it."

-Do not hesitate in the face of examination papers, do your best to get good results, let your dreams set sail in the examination room, and let people live in the ocean of knowledge! Little brat, go for the exam!

Xie Yu didn't know why this short message, which was nothing new, was a wholesale quotation at first glance, and did not conform to the aesthetics of modern teenagers, he could recite it verbatim.

The bus just drove into the tunnel, blocking the scorching light from outside, and the surrounding things darkened.

Xie Yu was originally dressed in black, but at this time the whole person was hidden in the darkness. He leaned back, stretched out the two long legs that were barely shrunk together due to lack of space, and smiled casually: "Then you are still looking for it. You don't know what my grades are. Why do you want me to get back to you? Thank you for your encouragement and try not to be the last one?"

After resting for less than two minutes, someone from Comrade Xu Yanmei, a sister on Heishui Street, yelled again: "You are a black shop here. It's also a wholesale market. The price is so high, it's a shame."

"...What are you talking about?" Xu Yanmei didn't hear Xie Yu's answer clearly when she was disturbed. "It's too damn noisy, and a group of idiots came to try to smash the shop. I will buy a big speaker tomorrow. I still don't believe it. I can't live with these grandchildren."

Xie Yu's fingers on the phone were tightened slightly, and the words were whirled twice, but in the end he still didn't say: "It's nothing."

"I saw the text message, I was busy reviewing it, and forgot to return it."

"Well, well, although our results are a little worse, don't be discouraged. You can't admit defeat until the last minute. Who is afraid of whom?"

Xu Yanmei raised her voice again as she talked, covering the receiver, and shouting at the few customers who refused to talk about scammers: "...What are you doing? You are the bastard who loves to buy or not. Don't buy it here!"

The front of the car drilled out of the tunnel, and a large swath of sunlight came back in, and it continued along the front and onto the tail of the car.

Xie Yu squinted slightly and saw the familiar scenery outside the window, knowing that he was almost there.

Today is Monday, the third day of summer vacation and it is also a working day. There are not many people in the car.

A few students were sitting in the front row. The girls were wearing ponytails, going out to play, and carrying their schoolbags neatly and neatly.

Although the area of ​​Heishui Street is a commercial street, the prices are really not high, and it can't match the prosperous word. The street construction is poor in the suburbs, and the buildings are dilapidated. However, this cheap living culture has attracted many people without high spending power, especially middle and high school students.

Xie Yu stared at the transparent glass pendant with a little pink inside the girl's hair tie, shining through the light.

"I'm here, ready to get off." The girl flicked her ponytail and stood up on the pole. "It was here when I ate fried rice cake last time. I'll take you there."

at the same time--

"Heishuijie South Station is here. Passengers who are going to get off please get off from the back door. Thank you for your cooperation."

The car came to a halt slowly, and the moment the door opened, a heat wave rushed in through the door with a hot wind.

Xu Yanmei thought she had heard it wrong: "Asshole, where are you? How did I hear the announcement on Heishui Street."

Xie Yu got up and got out of the car: "Comrade Xu Yanmei, I will be at the gate of Guangzhou Trade Fair in ten minutes. Think about how to clean up the smell of smoke on your body, think about how to explain to me, and by the way think about how you talked to me. I promise. Come see me with your head up."

Xu Yanmei looked back at a cylinder of cigarette butts in the ashtray at the desk: "..."

"Sister Mei, what's wrong, how sad on her face."

Xu Yanmei opened the door and went out, rolled up her sleeves and went into the warehouse to help the shopkeepers work together: "Don't mention it, I'm so worried."

Xu Yanmei runs a clothing wholesale market on Heishui Street. She started the clothing business more than ten years ago. At first, she set up a stall at the street with a few sisters. Later, she set up a store in a decent way, and finally sold it. There are two floors in the Guangmao Building in the center of Heishui Street-these two floors are home to hundreds of small shops, forming such a "wholesale market."

As the proprietress of the wholesale market, Sister Mei is well-known in Heishui Street. It is also a resounding righteousness, a hero of the female middle school.

"It's really sad? Why do I feel that the corner of your mouth can't hold back the smile." said one of the shopkeepers.

Xu Yanmei said: "What nonsense? By the way, do you have any perfume or something? Give me a spray. Xiao Yuer will be here soon. I am full of smoke. If he caught him, I would definitely complain."

The shopkeeper stood up and patted the ash on his trouser legs: "It turned out to be your precious son, you can see what you are afraid of... I have perfume, I will find it for you."

"Can you not be afraid, our little Yu'er is a good boy." Xu Yanmei said this in a very small voice. She exerted force on her hands and slashed a bag of ropes with a knife, and said to herself. "I can't break him."

"...Isn't he his own, isn't he just a godson he knew."

"What a good boy? My son is in the same class as Xie Yu. That's a thorny head. Not to mention the poor grades. No one in the class dares to sit at the same table with him. It seems that he is still the boss of the school, mixed. When he held it like a baby, he didn't even talk swear words in front of him."

"I heard that he still cheated in the high school entrance examination. Otherwise, his grades would be enough to pass the exam. Although the second high school is not a good school, the bottom of the general high school is also a general high.

"Forget it, forget it, let it all go away, and do something."

When Xu Yanmei came out after removing the ropes, the group of chewing shop assistants had already dispersed, standing in front of a stall that was no more than three or four feet wide and yelling: "Two pieces of 99, two pieces of 99! Missed today and waiting for next year! All down jackets are out of season Cleared at a loss!"

"Walk around and take a look, two pieces of 99!"

Xu Yanmei walked over with a strong fragrance of perfume: "I'll go out and call me if there is anything to do. If you have that kind of foolish hat, you don't need to reason with them if you don't know or not, just curse. The truth of a fart. The truth is to be heard, not to a fool."

Xie Yu went around a bit and ran to three grocery stores and finally found a speaker with a loudspeaker.

Red and white, it was hard to find out from under a pile of groceries. In order to show that although it has accumulated a layer of dust, the function is still powerful, the store immediately connected the power and played a song "Damn Gentle" on the spot.

The function is really powerful and deafening.

Xie Yu was so shocked by it that his ears hurt, and he said, "Okay, how much is it?"

The store was closer to the speaker. He didn't even hear these five words Xie Yu said. He wiped the dust off his head with his sleeves, and he tried to promote sales with his throat. The old man was too old to pay him back. Can scream out this kind of high pitch: "——Durable! Not easy to return! Return!"

"how much is it?"

"Quality is guaranteed! If you have any questions, just ask me! If you don't change your name in a small shop, you won't change your surname! CCB grocery!

"..."

One hand stretched sideways in front of the old man, slender, with distinct joints, and his fingernails were neatly trimmed.

Xie Yu pressed the switch button blankly, and finally quietly said, "How much is it."

"Two, twenty-five."

The old man made a sign of two, then made a sign of five, and then said: "Do you want it, I will wrap it up for you."

Before Xie Yu had time to nod, the old man had already picked up the plastic bag and put the speaker in it, and quickly pulled out a few pieces of unknown origin from the thick stack of paper on the table and stuffed them into the plastic bag.

——Gynecological Hospital, painless flow of people.

——The gospel of men, the second root, half price.

Opening a grocery store is not enough. With the important task of handing out flyers, Xie Yu has a new understanding of the actions and business standards of the people in Heishui Street.

The old man didn't pack enough, and threw in a few more. From the general color, those flyers did not contain any repetitions: "Side business, side business. Responding to the party's call, actively rush to a well-off society, and strive for wealth... Find your money. , Take it, welcome next time."

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