Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 544 Don't the poor deserve to live?
Xiong Zhi thought about it for [-] points last night, which made the parents who quarreled every day burst into tears, and even caused a sensation in the entire school district.

He didn't sleep much all night, holding a few extra-curricular tutoring books in Chinese and Chinese and reading them vigorously. He only felt that the bible books that he couldn't understand before were as easy to understand as reading novels and comics.

Sure enough, Mr. Grass Carp is right, why are you nervous? In ancient times, classical Chinese was not the same as today’s novels. The imperial examinations in ancient times, that is, our current college entrance examination candidates, are no big deal.

Although he didn't sleep much, he got up early in the morning and went to the Shark live broadcast for a stroll, only to find that his dear Teacher Grass Carp was actually blocked, blocked, blocked!

The comment section is full of fans from last night, angrily criticizing Sharkware.

He saw a familiar figure in the live broadcast room, went up and asked:

[Senior seniors don’t work hard and senior seniors are sad]: Brother, what’s going on, I’m still waiting for Teacher Grass Carp’s English tricks today.

[A student who wants to jump off a building every day]: It seems that someone has reported it. There are so many red eyes.I am more anxious than you. Tomorrow is the Level [-] exam. I woke up this morning and made a set of mock papers... [-] points.

[Senior seniors don't work hard and senior seniors are sad]: I'll go, brother, you are worse than me, I fail at most, are you [-]? !Hopeless!Cough cough cough, no, wait for Teacher Grass Carp to go online, maybe you can still be saved.

[The ashes who want to jump off the building every day]: It's okay, don't comfort me, in fact, I know very well that I will be a senior soon after school starts, and if I don't pass the fourth grade, I won't be able to get a diploma or find a job... I, maybe There is really only one way to escape by jumping off a building.

[The third year of high school doesn't work hard and the fourth year is sad]: Don't worry, brother, let's go live with Shark to protest, get Mr. Grass Carp back early, don't jump, ah, ah...

The opponent's portrait dimmed.

But Xiong Zhi was very anxious.

The slums on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

In the attic of a dilapidated building.

Li Xiaolou, a third-year boy, has a vicissitudes that do not match his age. Holding an old mobile phone, he shook it a few times and sighed: "The Internet is disconnected again..."

There are two small beds in the attic, which is less than ten square meters and looks like a pigeon cage.

One lays an unconscious woman, his mother, who has been in a vegetable state for three years due to a car accident; the other one is a six-year-old girl, his sister, who is about to enter elementary school.

In the year of the college entrance examination, his father died in a car accident. He dragged his little sister alone, took care of his mother who was in a vegetable state, worked several part-time jobs, and managed to survive three years of college.

The doctor said that mother, a vegetable, can try a newest treatment method, but it will cost a lot of money.

If he can find a high-paying job after graduation, maybe his mother can be saved.

But all of this, if he can't even pass the fourth level, it's all a dream.

Looking at the two people who were sleeping soundly, looking at the few deposits in the bank card, thinking about tomorrow's CET-[-] exam...he really felt like he couldn't make it through.

The pressure of his studies, life, and future made him breathless, and many times he wanted to jump from this dilapidated small attic and jump down to finish it off.

But he is dead, who will take care of his mother?What will be the fate of his six-year-old little sister on the street?
But if you don’t dance, with such a heavy life, you need to find money every day when you open your eyes. In order to make money to support your family, you don’t have time to study hard. If you fail to study, you can’t make enough money...

The poor are like donkeys pulling a millstone, in an endless loop.

Do poor people really not deserve to live?
Just when Li Xiaolou stood beside the bed, looking down at the stinky ditch downstairs, he had the urge to jump down.

suddenly.

The phone vibrated.

"The anchor you follow is online!"

(End of this chapter)