the longest dream

Chapter 11 No One Is Perfect
"Old Seven, go brush your shoes?"

In the dormitory building, Li Qiang greeted Zhang Qing with a smile when he saw Zhang Qing going out with a basin, brush, shoes and washing powder.

Zhang Qing nodded and said, "Yes, are you going?"

Li Qiang quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can still wear it again."

Zhang Qing smiled and went out.

After he left, the atmosphere in the dormitory was a bit weird.

Ever since Wang Lei and his gang forced Zhang Qing to go to the playground to meet each other, but only Zhang Qing went there alone, and no one else in the dormitory went with him, the atmosphere in the dormitory began to be not quite right.

When Zhang Qing and Qi Juan were at the same table, his grades improved by leaps and bounds to the point where he left the rest of the dormitory far behind. He and the others seemed to be people from two worlds.

It was so sudden, we agreed to pounce on the old one together...

Now he is suddenly superior to others, and it is difficult to blend in again.

In addition, Zhang Qing seldom went back to the dormitory to talk nonsense with everyone except when he was sleeping, and the relationship between the roommates became more and more alienated.

"Forget it, he is not the same person as us now."

The boss Liu Long smiled after lighting a cigarette.

The third child, Li Qiang, sighed and said, "I don't care about anything else. I don't know how to learn it. I improved so much all at once, so I didn't even ask. Sunball..."

The second child, Zhao Derang, laughed strangely and said, "Didn't they say that this year's wheat harvest is bumper at home. Didn't you see that he is going to the cafeteria to eat now, and he has already started cooking?"

Everyone laughed, and Li Qiang curled his lips and said, "Pick a chicken feather, either two cents of potato shreds, or one cent of cabbage."

Old Ba Yang Liang laughed and said, "In the past two days, what I ate was red bean curd for five cents."

There was another burst of laughter, but after laughing, he felt that it was meaningless, Liu Long waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't talk about it, it's boring, and it's not good for him to hear it."

The fourth brother, Zhang Wei, suddenly said: "Actually, that day, the brothers should go together. What's so great about that bastard Wang Lei, if he hits him, he will hit him. Let's see him go alone..."

Everyone stopped talking, in fact, they really regretted it.

They weren't afraid that day, they might not be able to study in the inner high class, but fighting has always been fierce.

Just seeing Zhang Qing's grades suddenly exploded, and he became the same table with Qi Juan again...

They really hope that Zhang Qing can live a good life, but they don't want him to be so good, so good...

Therefore, deep down in my heart, I still hope that he will suffer a loss.

But now that I think about it, it was really rude.

Teenagers at this age are not so dark in their minds, and they always feel that righteous characters should come first.

"Hey, why is it so quiet? It's time to eat, aren't you hungry?"

After a while, Zhang Qing came back from brushing his shoes, saw seven people sitting in the dormitory without making a sound, and asked with a smile.

Li Qiang was the first to come back to his senses, his expression was still a little stiff, and he said with a dry smile: "Isn't this waiting for you to come back? Lao Qi, you have been doing good things recently, it's time to treat you..." After finishing speaking, he quickly waved his hands and said: "Just kidding, just kidding, Let's go, let's eat."

Zhang Qing hung the shoes on the balcony, turned back and said with a smile, "It's my treat, I'll go to the Xijiang restaurant outside today, and I'll treat you to a big plate of chicken."

When the seven heard the words, their jaws almost dropped from shock. Liu Long and the others were even a little ashamed and uneasy. Zhao Derang frowned and said, "Old Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "It's nothing. I have made some money recently, and I have a lot of money. You guys have taken turns sharing food for me in the past two years. Now that I have a little ability, why not treat me back? I will go today, or I won't go Look down on me, haha."

This is the excuse given by other people in the past to let Zhang Qing eat their food:

If you don't eat me, you look down on me.

Li Qiang said dryly: "Lao Qi, you haven't got a job yet, what money can you earn? Forget it, I'll invite you today."

The conditions of his family are much better. In the past two years of high school, he has given Zhang Qing a lot of food.

It's all bad things to say behind their backs just now, but they are not really bad, how can they look at a roommate who has been forced to this point by life, and treat him with blood?

Then what have they become, I can't make it through my heart...

Zhang Qing said sincerely: "Didn't I come back very late every day after school started? It's because I have been practicing Chinese writing, and I wrote a novel by imitating the stories in "The Collection of Legendary Martial Arts". Once it’s published, there should be a lot of royalties. In addition to sending home to my parents for medical treatment, there will be some left over, which is enough for living expenses. So you really don’t have to be polite to me.”

He had gotten the telegram that the editor was coming to talk about the publication, and he knew it would be a lot of money.

Such a thing, if it is accidentally exposed in the future and pretends to be a slap in the face, although it is cool, it also loses sincerity.

During his high school career of more than two years, although there were occasional small frictions, these roommates took more care of him.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard the words, and Qiu Lin, who loves martial arts novels in the dormitory, asked excitedly: ""The Legend of Martial Arts in Modern and Ancient Times"? I've been reading it all the time. If there is no one in the reading room, I will rent it in a rental house outside. How about you?" Which one did you write?"

Zhang Qing said with a smile, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

"I... Ha Yamu!!"

Qiu Lin was so excited that his face deformed and his mouth grew exaggeratedly. Hayamu is the ethnic language of Xijiang, which means the second child of the jackass.

But no one cared about his excitement, because they also read the books that Qiu Lin borrowed, and their favorite was the most popular recent "Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Liu Long couldn't believe his ears: "What are you talking about? How is it possible?!"

Zhao Derang also had a snarling expression on his face: "Sunball, you wrote the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Li Qiang stretched out his fingers and clicked randomly, and there was a sound of "咻咻咻" in his mouth, and he shouted: "Yiyang Finger!!"

The fourth brother Zhang Wei approached, looked at Zhang Qing and said seriously: "Are you bragging to coax us to play?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "The latest one hasn't been sent yet, it's in the schoolbag, you'll know after reading it..."

Before the words were finished, a group of rough men rushed towards Linmen and sat down on Zhangqing's bed.

Like a vicious dog pouncing on the food, Liu Long, who is the strongest in the end, took the lead and carefully took out a stack of papers from his schoolbag. After reading the first paragraph, he knew that what Zhang Qing said was actually true. I saw it written on the paper:

Ouyang Feng could only feel the scorching heat on his body, the ship planks under his feet vibrated violently, he knew that this part of the ship would sink in a blink of an eye, but Hong Qigong continued to fight with him, he would not slack off, if he didn't use his unique skills to kill him, he might not escape his life today. The snake stick suddenly retracted, and the left arm swept out violently.Hong Gong chased the snake stick with his bamboo stick, swung his left arm to block his arm, suddenly he saw Ouyang Feng's arm bent with the momentum, and his fist hit his right temple quickly.This "Spirit Snake Fist" is a masterpiece of Ouyang Feng's painstaking training. It was originally planned to overwhelm Yu Zi in the second Huashan martial arts competition...

"I rely on!"

"Fuck!"

"Oh day!"

The quintessence of the country is one after another, but it is true, how is it possible? !
At this point, they really can't even feel jealous.

Still jealous of a watermelon chicken feather!
After a long silence...

"But this matter still needs to be kept secret, as long as the people in our dormitory know. Otherwise, many things may happen..."

Zhang Qing saw that the seven people were watching it attentively, and he didn't know if they really read it. In short, he waited for about ten minutes before speaking.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the seven people changed one after another. Liu Long put down the manuscript in embarrassment, and the others also got up from Zhang Qing's bed. Liu Long said: "Old Qi, what happened last time was us..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qing laughed and said, "I knew you were bothering about this. It's really unnecessary. You must also understand that if I come forward alone, no matter what the result is, nothing will happen. But if we all go, Then it became a gang fight. No matter what the result is, it is our fault, and it is possible to be sent back to Western Xinjiang.

I'm gone, I ate your food for two years, today I have enough chicken and beer, but unfortunately there is no big Wusu! "

When the seven people heard the words, they all let go of their knots, hooked their shoulders together in excitement, and walked out together.

Some previous grudges were also wiped out.

Zhang Qing always remembers the simple truth taught at home:
No one is perfect, it is good to remember more people.

If you erase the goodness others have shown you because of a small matter, then you are not considered a man with a big heart, and you are not worthy of respect.

"Old Seven, Hong Qigong really lost all his skills?"

"That's right, why did you write that he lost all his martial arts? After the old beggar lost his martial arts, didn't Ouyang Feng beat Guo Jing to death casually?"

"Old Qi, what's the ending? Are Guo Jing and Huang Rong married? Have they had a baby? I don't think Guo Jing is good enough for Huang Rong..."

"I'm the third child, Guo Jing is not good enough, but you are good enough?"

"I can do it! Seventh, why don't you write about a peerless son named Li Qiang, Huang Rong fell in love with him at first sight, and she won't marry unless he is the only one. How about doing something good first?"

"I'll fuck you, Hayamu, you're so shameless!"

Li Qiang provoked public outrage, but he himself laughed and ran away...

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(End of this chapter)