What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Half an hour later.

The Passat drove into a shantytown in the eastern suburbs of the city.

Get out of the car.

Lin Zheng then smelled a complex odor.

The cement road beneath our feet was completely unrecognizable, riddled with potholes.

Electric tricycles and electric bikes are weaving haphazardly through the streets, creating an extremely dangerous situation.

The surrounding area is full of two- or three-story self-built houses.

The small building was then divided into seven or eight smaller rooms for rent.

Needless to say.

This area has a large transient population and the living conditions are generally poor.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zheng couldn't help but feel emotional.

Qin Ze's living conditions are very poor!

But even under such terrible circumstances...

He continued to work hard and achieved results that are worthy of being recorded in history.

"It's hard to imagine how much effort Qin Ze had to put in to stand out from that environment."

Looking at the scene before him, Jiang Xingguo was also somewhat moved.

He turned around and looked at the homeroom teacher with a reproach: "Why didn't you take better care of Qin?"

Wang Huiju explained, "He has always been among the students in the class who are considered impoverished..."

"Alright, stop with the useless talk."

Lin Zheng stopped the two from shifting the blame.

"Which house does Qin Ze live in?"

Wang Huiju looked at the addresses in the register and searched for the house numbers one by one.

at last.

He stopped in a small alley.

"Number 142, this should be it."

The large iron gate was half-closed.

The locks on the door were rusted.

This indicates that the door is always open.

Lin Zheng peeked out to observe.

This is a three-story building with a self-built brick and concrete courtyard.

Each floor has its own doors and windows, dividing it into about ten rooms.

In the very center of the courtyard is a public water tap, with several large plastic basins placed next to it.

"Excuse me!"

"Excuse me!"

Is Qin Ze home?

Is anyone there?

Wang Huiju called out several times before someone finally poked their head out from the third floor.

A middle-aged man in an old-fashioned shirt, a cigarette dangling from his lips, asked warily, "What do you want with him?"

Wang Huiju: "I'm his homeroom teacher."

"Okay, then you can come in?"

The middle-aged man pulled a faded striped shirt from inside the house, draped it over his shoulders, and hurried down the stairs.

"What do you need the child for?"

Lin Zheng was eager to share the good news of Qin Ze winning the top score with the person in front of him.

However, the college entrance examination scores have not yet been officially released.

So he could only restrain himself and ask, "Are you Qin Ze's...?"

"Nothing much, I'm the landlord." The man stubbed out his cigarette. "My name is Xie Zhong, and Qin Ze's child has been renting a room here."

Done.

Xie Zhong pointed to the room in the far corner.

At first glance.

That room was at most ten square meters.

Lin Zheng suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

That tiny room was actually rented.

It's clear how hard Qin Ze's life was.

This made him even more eager to meet this tenacious young man.

"Brother, isn't he home? When is he coming back?"

"He moved out."

Xie Zhong sighed and led the group to a room in the corner.

He took out the key from his waist and opened the door.

There was only a table and a portable gas stove in the room.

The entire room was blackened by smoke.

Lin Zheng found it hard to imagine.

Is this still the living environment for modern people?

You wouldn't believe you could get into university in this environment.

I couldn't stand being in this environment for even a day.

"Brother, when did he move out?" Lin Zheng asked anxiously.

Xie Zhong blurted out, "It was the day before the college entrance exam ended."

"I remember he went out in the morning and sold the cardboard boxes and waste bottles he had collected."

"He came to me with fifty yuan, saying he wanted to pay off my rent first."

"I saw that he really had no money, so I waived the rent."

"This child is a good child. He kept thanking me and then started packing his things."

"Oh, come to think of it, I'm a soft-hearted person."

"The child spent the whole morning packing, and all that was left were his bedding and blankets."

"Only the coffee table and TV stand were things he found."

"You said you couldn't take it with you, but you'd keep it if I didn't mind."

Xie Zhong felt uneasy whenever Qin Ze was mentioned.

He had been renting this place for over a year.

The child is usually very polite.

The house was kept in perfect order.

Although I sometimes collect waste paper and such, I never occupy public space.

They were all neatly stacked in their own homes.

Xie Zhong sometimes comes over to collect rent, and you can even see that there's barely enough room to walk in his house.

"This child has had a tough time."

"So after the Lunar New Year, I told him I didn't need to pay the rent so he could focus on his exams."

"But he still remembered that he had to pay the rent."

"Such a strong-willed and good child is really rare."

Listening to Xie Zhong's description, and looking at the difficult and challenging environment before them.

Lin Zheng felt incredibly heavy-hearted, and his tear ducts were even starting to ache uncontrollably.

"Hey bro, where are his parents?"

Xie Zhong waved his hand: "With parents, how could he be living such a bad life? I heard that his parents passed away a couple of years ago."

Lin Zheng: "Are there any other people in his family?"

"That's all. He's the only one left. He's been living with me for over a year, and I haven't seen any relatives come to visit."

Lin Zheng's eyes were slightly red: "Do you know where he went?"

"have no idea."

Xie Zhong shook his head helplessly.

"On the day he moved out, he kept asking me where it was easy to make money."

"I told you, silly kid, if your uncle knew where it was easy to make money, he would have gone there himself."

"And then he stopped replying."

The words fell.

Lin Zheng slumped onto the wooden bed, looking utterly lost.

Qin Ze's situation was the worst he had ever seen.

His parents died, and he lived in a shantytown.

In this kind of environment, you can forget about studying for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old.

Even just surviving is difficult.

Thinking about this...

Lin Zheng had an indescribable emotion.

After grieving alone for a few seconds, he looked up at Jiang Xingguo, his eyes filled with a thousand knives.

"Principal Jiang! How does your school implement its poverty alleviation and student aid policies?"

"And another one! Teacher Wang!"

"With students like this in the class, how can you be a good homeroom teacher?"

This time.

Neither Jiang Xingguo nor Wang Huiju tried to shift the blame.

When the two saw the environment in which Qin Ze lived, their hearts were broken.

Wang Huiju raised his hand and slapped himself: "Director Lin, don't scold me, it's my fault for not doing my job properly."

He originally thought Qin Ze was just an ordinary impoverished student.

As is customary, I simply gave him all the policies that were in place for the class.

But now, looking back...

That's just a reduction or exemption of tuition fees.

Qin Ze is lacking more than just tuition fees.

Despite bearing such immense pressure every day, he still attends school on time, which is truly commendable.

Wang Huiju has never regretted anything so much in his life.

Even if you don't slack off, why not do a home visit at least once?

If we had discovered this situation earlier, we could have mobilized our classmates to donate money to Qin Ze!

It shouldn't be so difficult for him.

"Director Lin, I'm open to whatever punishment you give me for Qin Ze's matter."

"It's our fault for not doing our job well, which caused the child to suffer."

Jiang Xingguo also felt extremely guilty.

"But the most urgent task right now is to find the child!"