The Idol Group and the Crown

Huo Jian blocked the door the day the scores for the entrance examination came out.

Someone was splashing paint outside the door, and the pungent smell could be heard even through the security door and the gauze door.

The old house was too old for a long time, so that the security door was smashed several times by the strong men with their fists, and began to shake overwhelmed.

"Fuck, open the door, if you don't open the door, burn your house, believe it or not?"

"The 800,000 yuan owed by your dad now the interest has risen again, kid. Do you know? If you know something, just hand in the property certificate and ID card! Open the door, don't hide!"

The paint ran gurgled down the crack of the door, and Huo edged his back against the table. He put the TV set next to it that had been powered off for a few years and put it up, gritted his teeth and continued to think that he should take it again. Order something.

The cell phone in his pocket turned on and on, but the sound and vibration were turned off together.

[Mr. Zhang]: Huo Jian, answer the phone! You have been admitted to the top spot, and the teachers are looking for you!

[Teacher Lu]: Huo Jian, I made several calls to you in the middle school and the experiment, saying that the tuition fee can help you solve it. Do you see the text message to the teacher to return a message?

"Grass! Bitch. Raised!" The outside started to hit the door again, and everything in his mouth was cursing: "You are the seed born of your father's miscellaneous, this life has been borne by us, he has the ability to go Call the police? Are you going to the police?"

Both doors began to vibrate violently, and even dust began to fly through the gap.

The dark green paint dribbled quietly all over the floor, and all of his soles were stained.

The teenager straightened his spine and supported the TV to continue blocking the door, confronting it silently.

The screen of the phone turned on and off, and there was no pause.

[Chen Xiaoyan]: Huo Huo, where are you, you actually got a perfect score in the middle school exam, my mother said that your family’s ancestral tomb is estimated to be smoking smoke for eighteen miles now, hahahaha

[Dr. Hu]: I’ll help you pay for your aunt’s hospitalization. Your children will study hard, and there is still a long way to go.

After forty minutes, the debt collector slammed the beer bottle onto the ground and finally walked away scolding.

The young man stayed there with his head down, without moving for a while.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a rustling footsteps outside the door, which was touched by Chen Xiaoyan.

"Huohuo, I knew you had an accident." To avoid the glass scum, he crouched to the sides and almost touched the paint splashed on the railing: "I am me, they are here How about a barbecue outside Ximen, are you okay?"

Huo Jian turned sideways, letting out a sigh of relief when he heard a small voice, lowering his voice and saying, "What are you doing here, hurry up and go."

"What do you plan to do in the future," Chen Xiaoyan jumped onto the steps holding the mobile phone, and continued: "I thought you were still interviewed at school at the moment, and you didn't answer the phone. Those people were not from last month Have you been?"

Huo Jian didn't seem to hear him say these words, and urged again: "Hurry up, don't stay here."

"Come down the window and let's go to the east to avoid it. Now we run quickly." Chen Xiaoyan said: "They just sat down. I know the owner of the barbecue restaurant. It's too slow to cook with charcoal."

The teenager's knuckle grip was white, and he quickly said OK, rushing into the bedroom to take a book and wrap things.

Mother's photo, real estate certificate, ID card, household registration book, and student ID.

Their family lives on the second floor. In fact, it is very dangerous to flip the window down and break their legs easily.

Since the second day of the second home, Huo Jian has been accustomed to jumping in the middle of the night and rolling into the bushes without making a sound.

This time when he jumped down, Chen Xiaoyan followed his head, hugged him with his hands in one pocket, and pulled Huo blade back in the opposite direction without standing still.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The two boys rushed towards the east gate of the Changqing community at a speed of 100 meters, crossed the road and alleys, ran all the way back, looked back, and made sure that no one was there before taking a short cut and turning to the sunshine community not far away. Just entered Building 8.

Ms. Chen was waiting at the elevator door. When she saw them, she let out a sigh of relief. She stretched her hand and hugged Huo blade. She was talking about the child. You are suffering. She turned around and pulled the two children in. house.

The TV was noisy with advertisements, and it would be a while before it could continue to broadcast Zhuge.

After entering the house, Chen Xiaoyan glanced at each of the windows on both sides and wiped Khan with water.

"You live in my house during the summer vacation." He smiled and said: "Tell me about the first grade lesson, it should be the rent."

"It's okay not to lecture," Ms. Chen took a hot towel to help wipe the dirt on the boy's face: "Don't go out these days, they won't come over."

Huo Jian took the towel and said thank you. There was no focus.

Won't it?

Didn’t they kill the chickens at the school door last time?

Wasn’t they the one who slapped the so-called ‘father’ to the door of the school?

Those people want more than the old house left by his mother, but his life, what he wants is to follow them to make dark money in the dark web.

They know who he is, how many awards he has won, and even if he escapes to the middle one, it is impossible to let go.

What's more, there are more and more loan sharks. At the beginning, it was only 200,000 yuan, but now it has quadrupled.

Huo Jian sat for a long time without slowing down. Mother Chen touched his face distressedly.

"I'll cook some soup to make up for you. You take a bath first, the child will wear Chen Yan's clothes."

"Mom, I'm short. You have to wear my father's t-shirt."

"Hurry up and get it!"

The mother and son walked back and forth, leaving him sitting alone in the living room.

"Spf Entertainment is looking for you! This is your best choice!"

Advertisements on TV are still playing.

"There is a new trainee program here, a new score system to ensure income, top facilities at home and abroad and super first-class instructors are waiting for you!"

"Successful debut will have millions of years of new a-level contracts! More top-level resources and perfect stage for you to customize!"

The host screamed slogans, and pictures of dozens of celebrities flowed by, all of them smiling brightly.

The dirty child was holding his knees while watching TV, with paint on his ankles.

When Chen Yan came out holding the clothes and bath towels, he looked at Huo Jian's eyes.

"The interview venue c is just across from our school, it's quite close." Chen Yan handed him something, and suddenly remembered something: "Huo Huo, you have to go back to the school to get a graduation certificate. Relatives get it."

Huo Jian's body stretched instantly. He nodded quickly, turned around and picked up his coat and ran out.

"Hey, go again after eating snacks. How long have you not eaten, brother!"

The champion is not like the champion. The school uniform is dirty and the shoes are holed. The reporter walked through the media that blocked the door. No reporter looked at it.

He entered the office two or three times, and habitually confirmed if anyone was over before closing the door.

The head teacher sat worriedly, holding his graduation certificate and graduation photo in his hand.

"Teacher Fang." Huo Jian bowed: "Thank you for your care for the past three years, which has caused you a lot of trouble."

Teacher Fang's eyes were red, and he reached out and wiped his eyes.

"Huohuo, our school has awarded you a scholarship of 100,000 yuan in order to reward you as the champion. You should keep it well. Don't let those people know. Have you heard it?"

Huo Jian raised his head to look at her, unconsciously clenching his knuckles.

"You are only fifteen years old and life has just begun. Don't give up what you deserve because of the scum in your family."

Teacher Fang began to swallow more: "Good boy, you must be a very good person in the future."

Huo Jian spoke with her for a long time and walked out with something.

When he walked out of the school, the media was still beckoning the teachers to call out the champion.

The second and fourth students were also students in the fourth middle school, and they were interviewed with smiles in their new clothes.

Huo Jian stood at the intersection for a long time with the bank card and graduation certificate, and could hardly find his breath.

The buildings across the road are lined up, and the interview is over.

"Are there any interviews--" the little girl wearing a peaked cap greeted: "The last game, I won't have to wait for three years!"

There was a green light just beside the sidewalk, and there was no one on the zebra crossing, as if he had deliberately opened a road for him.

The teenager clenched his graduation certificate, and the ghost walked past.

"Hey hey, did you come for an interview?" The little girl noticed that the grungy boy was looking pretty, and he jammed a registration form in his hand: "Hurry and fill in, complete the follow-up I'm leaving, I guess you are the last one."

Huo Jian glanced at the instructions on the opposite side with the registration form, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on ‘closed training’ and ‘scoring decision.’

He drew a pen two or three times and filled in the information, and the little girl looked closer.

"The writing is really good. Have you practiced before?"

Practiced, Liu Shu.

She took him to the second floor, turned a corner and took him to the door.

When the man in the door saw the little girl coming in again, Diao Erlang said: "We are all ready to close the work, you are not tired, Jun."

"Not tired or tired, I think he is particularly suitable." The little girl reached out and pushed Huo blade in: "Look at it."

Huo Jian glanced subconsciously. The latter thought he was nervous and patted his shoulder. "Relax and relax, just sing a song and dance."

Slap shut the door.

Huo Jian turned his head and saw four people sitting on the opposite long table.

The man in the middle is very young.

"Hello, I'm Pei Ruye, and also your examiner." He pushed down the frame glasses and smiled a little.

"Let me introduce myself, little classmate."