20 years of restarting life

Chapter 559 Existence II

Amid the enthusiasm of College Student Jin, Zhao Changan subconsciously pressed the phone that had just rang, and shouted 'Who is that' into the phone, only then did he see that it was Ye Zi calling.

He secretly sighed in his heart that it was too bad, and Ye Zi would definitely be so angry that he would yell at himself.

"Zhao Changan, you can, can you tell me where it is now?"

Seeing that Zhao Changan had a phone call, the Jin college students surrounded by three floors inside and outside three floors booed each other to let Zhao Changan talk.

"Ye Chu, when I called you, a fellow from Jinda University contacted me and said that I would go back for the Dragon Boat Festival, so I put the car back to Jinling City. I am now in Jinda University, and I will return to Shancheng in a while."

"Okay, let's see you in Shancheng tomorrow; by the way, Ye Ying drove away from the red building just now, and I think it is possible to go to Shancheng."

"Well, well, understand; I'll get back to you.

Now Zhao Changan was surrounded by people, even though he had a headache from hearing it, he couldn't say a lot.

Just wait a while and go back.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Changan looked at the shining eyes of the earnest Jin college students around him, and then at Chu Yourong who was sitting on the seat, knowing that he had to sing a song.

Otherwise, maybe those narrow-minded people who are dissatisfied with Chu Yourong will make up strange words.

"Do you have a guitar?"

"Yes, yes!"

A fat man with high glasses rushed into the crowd with a guitar in his arms, and started running to Zhao Changan panting with sweat.

"Guitar, guitar~"

Seeing Zhao Changan's puzzled eyes, the little fat man said proudly, "I, my bedroom is very close."

"Haha~"

The surrounding students all burst into laughter.

"Can the table stand?"

"Stand, just stand, the quality of our Jinda dining table is very good."

Zhao Changan stood on a cleared dining table, holding the guitar and flicking it with his fingers, trying out the tone.

It feels good.

And outside the surrounding crowd, a girl with ponytails has already raised a small digital camera in her hand.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry."

Zhao Changan apologized silently in his heart, and swore: "I'll just prostitute you for nothing."

"exist."

After Zhao Chang'an finished speaking the title of the song, the entire Jinda Yikeshu restaurant fell silent.

"How many people are walking but stuck in place, how many people are living but seem to be dead; how many people are in love but seem to be separated, how many people are smiling but full of tears.~"

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The big white Benz was running on the high-speed land, Wen Ye was driving, Zhao Changan was in the passenger seat, and Chu Yourong was in the back seat.

Some popular songs were playing in the car, Wen Ye concentrated on driving, while Zhao Changan was fast asleep with his seat belt on.

Chu Yourong also fell asleep with her eyes closed. At this time, she quietly looked sideways at the mountains and rivers outside the car window, as if she was meditating silently.

Zhao Changan, who was sitting in front of him and was sleeping, became more and more difficult for Chu Yourong to see through.

Once upon a time, the little monkey who was as proud as a golden monkey in junior high school was the guy who was okay holding the guitar and playing pop songs and pretending to be an adult pretending to be deep and melancholy.

The guy who broke down in high school, got into fights and skipped school to smoke.

When did it start to become so powerful and strange?

Chu Yourong clearly remembered that on the afternoon of July 7th last year, his father returned home after the invigilation exam, carrying a big bag of cold vegetables in his hand, and yelled at his mother to bring out the good wine at home, saying that he wanted to "float a big white" at night .

"Yourong, how many points do you think you can do on this paper? How many points!"

Father took a handwritten college entrance examination math paper in front of him, and said proudly: "My student, full marks! I can't even get full marks!"

"Full score? There are many people with perfect scores in the math papers and college entrance examination every year, but now the results have not come down. Who dares to say that they have a perfect score! Is it Tang Shicheng, Guan Chuanlin, or Shu Huanxia?"

My mother kept talking about a few top performers in the junior high school graduating class my father took last in Shancheng No. [-] Middle School, but my father smiled and shook his head.

Then he solved the mystery like Xianbao: "It's Zhao Chang'an, Zhao Chang'an!"

At that time, both my mother and myself scoffed in disbelief.

"I was his invigilator. At the beginning, he didn't write for more than ten minutes. I thought he had really degenerated and wasted all these years. How could I know, oh, Xia Wenyang, Xia Wenyang, it's my teacher who is sorry for Zhao Changan! "

Ignoring the surprised eyes of himself and his mother, the father picked up the wine glass and drank nearly two ounces of spicy wine in one gulp: "Speaking of which, I am ashamed as a teacher. I know that such a big change has happened in his family, but I don't know how to reach out." Help the gang, but just keep using him as an anti-textbook, saying that he is the modern version of Hu Zhongyong!"

Chu Yourong clearly remembered that her mother's face turned red at that time.

When she was in the first high school, she saw Zhao Changan fighting with others and smoking, she told her father about it, and her father wanted to see Zhao Changan, but was strictly stopped by her mother.

The reason is that Xia Wenyang has a very good relationship with his mother's superiors, and has a close relationship with Pei Pingjiang.

And Xia Wenyang not only has a vengeful personality, but also his son and brother-in-law are well-known hooligans in the mountain city.

At the same time, I also strongly objected, saying that Zhao Changan is now hanging out with a group of hooligans all day long, and there is no cure for it. If you try to persuade him to be kind, you will definitely be treated as a donkey, and maybe it will affect yourself.

When the results of the college entrance examination came out, Zhao Chang'an actually won the first prize in the province.

I was stunned by myself and my mother.

And my father was drunk again that night, and after he was drunk, he kept shouting sorry.

At that moment, Chu Yourong even hated Zhao Changan.

Because my family never owed Zhao Changan anything, why should I make my father suffer so much!
In the last period of summer vacation last year, Zhao Changan frequently appeared on TV, newspapers, and paraded in the streets, and the scenery was incomparable.

However, my father never said in the family courtyard of the school, 'This is my student! '

Until the eve of the winter vacation, my father suddenly called me happily, saying that Zhao Changan asked her if she would go back during the Chinese New Year, and that he wanted to go back with him.

In fact, Chu Yourong was impatient at all to go with Zhao Changan, but for the sake of her father's happiness, she had no choice but to admit it.

Over the past year, Zhao Changan's songs, including today's new song; the companies he founded, ABC and Jurassic.

All this let Chu Yourong know that this big boy was like the song "Existence" he sang today.

'Whether to find an excuse to live on, or to spread your wings and stay angry. '

Then when I was in the first high school, I looked at him with a strange coldness, when I was "skipping class, fighting, fighting and smoking".

When his father wanted to go to Zhao Chang'an, he and his mother forcibly stopped him.

In fact, I am no different from those who took the opportunity to kick him when he was in pain and suffering.

In fact, there are his own footprints on his back!
"I'm sorry, Zhao Changan."

Chu Yourong said silently in her heart, her eyes were a little moist.

The melody and lyrics of the song "Existence" have been echoing in my heart:
'Who knows where our dreams should go, who knows what dignity has been reduced to; whether to find a reason to drift with the tide, or to move forward bravely to break free from the cage. ~'

"Zhao Changan, come on!"

Amidst the music playing in the car, Chu Yourong said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)