Chapter 2, The Way of Yi Tian

"My surname is Yi." The little fellow, who had been keeping his head down, finally spoke at this moment, his voice as faint as a mosquito's.

Someone next to me said, "Who is going to pay?"

Thus, the child who scavenged for scraps entered the county's key high school again

Officer Li was momentarily taken aback: "What is the surname?"

The little one stared blankly at the adults in the room, slowly looked around, and then, in a tender childlike voice, said word by word: "I can take care of myself"

Strangely enough, while eating like this, he still grew taller and stronger, just like everyone else

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After the third grade, Chinese language exams began, and the once commonplace perfect scores became unattainable for the vast majority of students. Thus, Yi Tianxing's talent could not be suppressed any longer, even though his essays at that time still fell into the realm of clichéd phrases like "Ah, my motherland." However, his consecutive four perfect scores finally caught the attention of the school leadership

Is it time to go to school? The man who is the director of the neighborhood committee is a teacher at the county's primary school

Thus, when he saw other classmates sitting at the table seriously reading books, he always felt that there was something wrong with his own studies, which made him feel extremely ashamed

At that time, he did not understand the meaning of filial piety; he only wanted his dearest grandfather to no longer have to pick up cigarette butts every day. He wished for his beloved grandfather to be able to sit by the river like those old men chatting leisurely, smoking a pipe.

Yet his stench remains, his poverty persists, and his reclusiveness continues. Naturally, he still cannot play with his classmates. When the stripes on his left sleeve quickly increased by two, the way the children of the entire school looked at him began to seem strange. Classmates who could have spoken to him a few words now do not even talk to him.

Like other children in the world, Yi Tianxing first attended elementary school, then middle school, and finally high school. Unlike other children, who simply go to school and worry only about ice pops costing two cents each or ice bricks priced at five yuan, or perhaps fighting for a ping-pong table or tossing paper scraps, Yi Tianxing's concerns involve picking up discarded ice pop sticks from the street and collecting unwanted scraps of paper. Every day after school, he has to rummage through garbage heaps for items before he can return to his dark little room to cook a pot of vegetables.

Everyone was taken aback, and no one knew the surname of the old man who had died just a few days ago and collected scrap.

That middle-aged woman is his mother

The little fellow looked bewildered and, after a long pause, replied: "My grandfather calls me Tianxing, saying it is fortunate that I survived."

Thus, apart from diligently emptying the trash can every day after school, Yi Tianxing's life at school consisted solely of reading. However, there were some issues with this reading; he always felt that it did not take too long to read a book once, whether it was Chinese, Mathematics, or exercise books. It seemed that he could finish them in just a few days.

When the little one nervously pulled out a handful of corner tickets from his pocket and handed them to the cigarette vendor, everyone in the market burst into laughter, praising him for his filial piety

The young police officer's surname is Li, and he is also a local officer, a public servant, a servant of the people. Moreover, among the crowd that is causing a commotion, there is a middle-aged woman glaring at him fiercely; how could he dare to say anything like m. hetushu. comcom

In the early summer of 1994, the small city of Gaoyang in the western province was being baked by relentless heat. That year, Yi Tianxing, who was in his third year of high school, was already seventeen years old. Standing at 1.70 meters tall, he had an ordinary face, neither fat nor thin, undoubtedly belonging to the kind of person who would blend into a crowd without a trace.

The community committee chairperson, with a naturally maternal demeanor, shouted in a loud voice: "Having watched this little one grow up since childhood, do we really have to consider them as an outsider?"

As people assume that this child will gradually become mediocre in the future, and when uncertain about the path ahead, the high school entrance examination approaches

This way of life continued until the little one turned six years old

When he was young, Yi Tianxing began to follow the old man, whom he called grandpa, as they rummaged through garbage piles to find things to sell. He always referred to this as "digging for food," which is indeed accurate, as they were searching for items in the trash that could be exchanged for food

Thus, he began to frequently become an innocent and outstanding student called upon by the teacher to recite in class, and started to give reports at the Young Pioneers' meetings in school. Fortunately, his background was too special, and his small face always bore an expression of avoiding others; otherwise, he could have very well become the most unique team leader in the history of Gaoyang Chengguan Primary School

Others praise him for his filial piety, but it is merely a fleeting admiration. The lives of the grandfather and grandson cannot improve; each day they still have to rummage through various garbage heaps, and every night they return to that dilapidated little black room, falling asleep amidst the heavy stench.

As for the school? Since the implementation of family planning, which child is not a precious treasure in their parents' hands, afraid of being broken or damaged? And who would play with a poor boy whose clothes always smell bad no matter how they are washed?

The little fellow glanced over and then said timidly, "I can't read." Officer Li suddenly understood, so he took back the form, but he did not notice that the little fellow was softly mumbling something: "I only know the character 'one', so I wanted to have the surname 'Yi', but why is it written as such a difficult character?"

He does not realize that this is the awe and fear that the world holds towards geniuses; he simply thinks that he has made another mistake

Then who will take care of him

He enjoys the green smoke wafting from the pipe

He scored 539 points, which is exactly 60 points more than his mock exam score, and 3 points more than the admission cutoff for the key high school that year

This year marks the sixth year since Yi Tianxing came into this world. In this year, he lost his dearest person, also for the first time in his life, he acquired his own name. Most importantly, he began attending school.

After entering a key junior high school, this situation improved somewhat, as the people around were all older children. The most crucial point is that after starting junior high, Yi Tianxing's remarkable photographic memory seemed to vanish in an instant, leading to a rapid decline in his grades, and he began to fluctuate around the 25th position in the class.

Thus, the little one had a small booklet to prove his identity for the first time. Officer Li, with the surname Li, was filling out the form in somewhat irregular regular script while asking, "What is your name?"

Middle school teachers often sigh, wondering why the genius period of these unfortunate children occurs in elementary school rather than in middle school

One day, grandfather fell asleep and never woke up again

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The vegetable leaves are the scraps picked up at the market and from the library, the oil is the fat occasionally given by the butcher at the market, and the water is drawn from the faucet outside the neighbors' homes. However, that neighbor is very punctual, turning off the faucet precisely at seven o'clock every evening. Thus, when Yi Tianxing sometimes returns late from scavenging, he has no choice but to forgo boiling water and instead carefully tosses in a few bits of oil residue, mixing it with the leftover rice from the previous day, and enjoys a fragrant meal.

Oh. Officer Li quickly filled out the form and handed it to the young man, saying: "Take a look and see if there are any issues."

Although the Chinese people tend to avoid trouble, there is a rule that as long as someone takes the lead, a sense of justice begins to overflow. Consequently, a cacophony of voices denouncing the issue starts to resonate in the police station, of course, with a multitude of women involved.

After the child learned to walk, in addition to foraging on the garbage hill, he began to squat every day at the vegetable market on West Street. His small frame, with both hands tucked inside his sleeves, looked quite amusing. He was not there to see what delicious food was available; rather, he was there to pick up orange peels, as this small mountain town in western Hubei is known for its abundant production of oranges

Yi Tianxing once again astonished everyone, of course, with the exception of those who are nearsighted

Everyone in the house fell silent all at once

Thus, before starting school, the little one was taken by the adults to register for a household registration. The police officer at the station was a young man, freshly graduated from a police vocational school, with a youthful face that still bore traces of immaturity. He looked troubled and said to everyone: "There is no birth certificate or anything like that, how can we proceed with the registration?"

The little one cried for several days, and the community committee members dragged the old man to the back mountain to bury him. Then a large group of people gathered around this charcoal-headed little one in the small house of the community committee, staring blankly, "What will happen to this child in the future"

However, at https://mhetushucom.com, he can barely be considered a celebrity in the county where he studies. His name is rather peculiar, belonging to a category of its own, as his life is so vastly different from that of the majority of children in the world. He is without parents, yet cannot be classified as an orphan, as he was raised by an old man who collects scrap at the west end of the city.

The little one used those tiny hands to pick up the orange peels discarded by others in the muddy vegetable market, then tucked them into his bosom and ran home happily. He placed them on his small bed, waiting for the sun to come out to dry them. The dried orange peels could be sold for 0.12 yuan per pound. The little one saved up his money and then bought a bag of tobacco leaves for his grandfather at the market.

He is unaware that people with such abilities in the world are referred to as geniuses

After a commotion indoors and several rounds of disputes, there was no choice but to proceed in this manner

The man of the neighborhood committee aunt, oh, this title is too cumbersome. At this moment, Teacher Zou quickly stepped forward to showcase his abilities, "No, no, this name is too vulgar. It is fortunate to ask the heavens, and it does not meet the requirements of spiritual civilization construction. How about this, let’s name it 'Tianxing' (Heavenly Movement), as human effort surpasses heavenly movement, splendid..." He shook his head and pondered to himself, and the crowd paid no mind, after all, among them, this language teacher had the most literary knowledge and the darkest lips.

The man, who is the director of the neighborhood committee, furrowed his brows again, saying, "To attend school, one needs a household registration. The old man probably hasn't registered this child yet"

However, this luxurious lifestyle caused him great heartache

Many years later, the people in the Chengguan area still remember a clever and adorable little child from the early 1980s, who was covered in filth. They would especially recall that when this child had just learned to crawl, he had already begun picking up cigarette butts for his grandfather on the ground