20 years of restarting life

Chapter 18 Taking the Mountain as the Side
Zhao Changan closed the bedroom door, and as usual, used old clothes to quietly block the cracks in the door below.

In the slanted moonlight, I stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the new wall 1.1 meters away.

The entire city built a community with six buildings, two rows of bungalows, and more than [-] households.

Being slapped in the face like this, it would be a lie to say that you are not angry at all.

However, since he knew the cheapness of the Zeng family, Zhao Changan could understand these behaviors.

He suddenly understood that when his mother sealed the window with a security window four years ago, the hat king Zeng Chunming felt in his heart.

Regarding his wife, Xia Wenyang, and Qiao Er, as long as they don't get caught on the bed, Zeng Chunming can take it as 'I didn't see it, it means it didn't happen', from deceiving others.

But mother installed security windows during the day, but that was like slapping his face.

Although Zhao Changan always believed that what Zeng Chunming's family of three did was shameless at all.

"Don't waste your time on this shit!"

Zhao Changan shook his head vigorously, and opened the upper drawer of the bookcase.

Inside was a box of Yu cigarettes, a lighter, a stack of notebooks and exercise books.

In the past few days, he has suspended some memory records for the future, and instead sprints for the upcoming college entrance examination.

During these five or six days, he quickly flipped through all the mathematics, physics and chemistry books in high school.

The next [-] days or so is to constantly brush the questions and consolidate my cognition of knowledge.

Chinese is to directly brush the college entrance examination paper of each year, Huanggang paper, first familiarize with the way of thinking of the college entrance examination Chinese.

As for English, Zhao Changan seemed to have the most difficulty, and was reciting the texts and words of the first volume of the third year of senior high school by dictation with all his strength.

"Clang, clang!"

The wall clock in the living room outside the bedroom rang twice, and before you knew it, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Changan couldn't help falling asleep, so he stood up and lit a cigarette by the window.

"~"

A cigarette butt shot diagonally from above.

Zhao Changan hurriedly ducked, avoiding the cigarette butt, and fell into the bedroom floor.

"Zhong Lianwei?"

Zhao Changan looked up, and it really was his best friend in the city, Zhong Lianwei from Zeng Xiaoxiao upstairs.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Changan pointed his middle finger at him.

This kid is two years younger than him. He didn't go to high school and went to computer school last year. In his spare time, he smokes and drinks and fights outside every day.

Then he came back and was slapped to death by his alcoholic father with a belt.

After graduating, Zhong Lianwei went to Huadu and worked as a 'motorcycle ignition expert' for half a year. Later, he took the Microsoft MCSD test. Later, he immigrated to Xingcheng and worked in an online game company. .

However, the two have not seen each other for nearly 20 years.

"You are so energetic, your dad didn't beat you today?"

"Beat it up, Ang, don't throw your cigarette butts down when you smoke, because of this, I was smoked in vain today!"

Zhong Lianwei lowered his voice and looked depressed.

"You didn't make excuses?"

"Why didn't you make a quibble, the more quibble that I threw it, I only smoked the two-yuan Butterfly Spring, the harder I hit! The old man said that it was because I smoked the four-yuan Yu cigarette, which was better than his. Me, let me hand it in."

Zhong Lianwei said in a melancholy and vicissitudes of life: "Can I pay a hairy hand?"

"Hehe~"

Zhao Changan saw that he had finished smoking, so he threw the cigarette butt down; he picked up the Butterfly Spring cigarette butt that Zhong Lianwei threw into his bedroom, and threw it down as well.

"I~"

Zhong Lianwei cursed in a low voice, and his head disappeared from the window.

"Hehe~"

The little unpleasantness in Zhao Chang'an suddenly disappeared.

Sure enough, watching brothers eat embarrassment is a good way to resolve troubles.

So he lit another one.

Not long after, I saw Zhong Lianwei, a bad guy, running to the corner downstairs, picking up cigarette butts with a flashlight.

Then, looking up at him waiting for the cigarette butts, I feel even better!
After Zhao Changan finished smoking this cigarette, he threw down the red cigarette butt.

"groove!"

Hearing Zhong Lianwei's scolding, he threw down a new one.

It can be regarded as giving this little brother a cigarette after an interval of 20 years.

"It's only one, it's too hard!"

Zhao Changan smiled, no drowsiness.

Before returning to the bookcase, I started to continue my studies energetically, and recorded the inspiration for the exam questions I got today.

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Early in the morning, the light moon-white dawn in the east.

On both sides of the nearly three-meter-wide gravel-hardened road, there are rape blossoms that are about to bloom and street lamps that have not yet been extinguished.

The smudged air has a fragrant fragrance.

Zhao Changan rode his bike to the hillside under the back door of Shigao's northwest, and saw the single color, who was wearing a Taoist robe and school uniform as always, and parked his bike under the hill.

At this time, Zhao Changan was preparing to accelerate and rush up the hillside.

Seeing that Shan Cai didn't look at him, thinking that he forgot to bring his key, he didn't slow down, but 'whoosh', he ran past Shan Cai at high speed.

"Hey, Zhao Changan."

"squeak~"

"What?"

Zhao Changan stopped his bicycle on a half-mountain slope, leaned his left foot on the ground, and looked back.

"It's nothing."

Shan Cai hesitated for a while, then ignored Zhao Changan, but slowly pushed the cart uphill.

"I know, don't lock the door."

Zhao Changan smiled, thinking that this little girl had a tender face and was unwilling to ask for help easily.

"My love is thorn Luoluo, my love is thorn Luoluo, you make me crazy, you can't make me lonely anymore, ahhh~"

From a window in the third class of the liberal arts department on the third floor in the northwest corner, three heads stick out, one of them roaring with the throat of a drake.

It's Fu Qingwei, Yu Yunwei, Zhu Liang, these three bitches.

The last sentence, 'Ahhhh', was the three people roaring together, and it was horrible to watch.

Zhao Changan praised the three brothers and gestured with a high middle finger.

He shouted: "Sing really bad!"

While pushing the cart up the hill, Shan Cai glanced at the three heads beside the window, and walked past Zhao Changan.

In the cool breeze, with a touch of jasmine fragrance.

"You cow, you come to a song!"

This time, it came from a window on the fourth floor from the left, Wen Ye's voice.

"Come one, come one!"

"Brother, you are awesome, Xueba and Xuemei have let you hook up!"

"Student tyrant, junior brother, hahahaha!"

"Brother, your taste is really not picky, haha, I admire it!"

"If you don't agree with your screaming, don't talk or practice."

"She is a single color, this robe is really not fake!"

For a time, the back windows on the third, second, third and fourth floors of high school were crowded with people.

"Bangdang~"

Zhao Changan put down the bicycle stand. He is an old man, and he can still be afraid of this large group of hairy children.

"Take the mountain as the boat~"

Zhao Changan shouted loudly, causing the third grade teaching building to be silent for a while, and everyone was surprised.

'What kind of shit is this roaring? '

"Go to sea for 1000 years~"

Zhao Changan immediately shouted out the second sentence.

No matter how good or bad their studies are, they are at least a group of the millions of people in Shancheng with relatively good cultural literacy.

All heard, 'a little taste'.

"To burn the people of that time, use the time of a flower!
Take the sea as a spring,

Make heaven and earth a garden,

Looking at the wall full of poems,

With the light of Qianjiangyue,"

The entire rear window group of the third grade teaching building fell silent; Shan Cai pushed the bicycle to the back door and stopped.

"Haha, how!"

Zhao Changan stopped roaring and laughed, - he really didn't intend to go the way of 'old plagiarism'.

Pushing the bicycle up the hill with big strides, so that Paodi would not have to wait for a long time.

"Sing really bad!"

Fu Qingwei, Yu Yunwei, and Zhu Liang responded in unison to Zhao Changan.

"It's not over yet, don't go!"

Several windows shouted to hold back.

"Bangdang~"

Before Zhao Changan reached the back door, he saw Shan Cai open the door, and then he didn't even look at Zhao Changan, and disappeared in the doorway on a bicycle.

"What do you call me to do with the key?"

Zhao Changan was confused.

(End of this chapter)