Country Composer

Chapter 3

"Ah! It hurts! Aww..."

Bai Yuanhao was pressed on the dining table with his hands folded backwards, his head was pressed by Ma Xiaoshu's big hand, and he was rubbed in a plate of fat beef, crying and twitching in pain.

The three girls were frightened.

what's the situation?
No one could see what had just happened.

I saw that Ma Xiaoshu was cooking duck intestines in the pot with chopsticks in his right hand, moving up and down slowly, but his left hand... pinched Bai Yuanhao's two wrists, folded them from behind, upward, and pressed on the back of his head.

Ma Xiaoshu just pressed Bai Yuanhao's head into the plate containing the fat cow.

He didn't even...his ass get off the chair.

Ma Xiaoshu put the duck intestines in the bowl, with an innocent face: "We had a good chat, but he suddenly rushed over..."

Bai Yuanhao's veins throbbed in pain, and he was sweating wildly.

Who the hell has a good chat with you?

Ma Xiaoshu didn't continue to bully Bai, did he fight?That's another price!

He let go of his hand and pushed, his foot bent a little under Bai Yuanhao's leg.

puff.

Bai Yuanhao staggered two meters, and knelt down towards the door, his face was covered with a few pieces of fat cow.

"Ah..." Bai Yuanhao got up, like a mad Teddy, pointing at Ma Xiaoshu and Wang Xinzhu, "You, you, wait for me, for me..."

The one surnamed Bai fled angrily, unable to beat him.

However, it is impossible for him to swallow this breath and come back with revenge sooner or later.

Mother Bai picked up her bag and chased her son out: "You guys did a good job! Baby, baby, don't be angry, it's hard to find a three-legged toad..."

Mother Wang also followed: "Madam Bai, listen to my explanation, it's all a misunderstanding."

all gone.

Ma Xiaoshu looked at Wang Xinzhu: "She is really a stepmother."

Wang Xinzhu was surprised and delighted, there is something about this errand runner!Not only did it humiliate Bai's spirit, but it also gave him physical damage.

Great value for money!

She squinted her eyes happily and smiled, Bai Meishenghua.

Ma Xiaoshu is also quite satisfied, she smiles too sweetly, doesn't she?
No, the hot pot is so beautiful.

Ma Xiaoshu is so greedy, his saliva is almost drooling, because this fresh song slipped out from the fog of dreams.

"When your eyes are squinting and smiling, when you are drinking coke and when you are arguing, I want to treat you well, you never know, thinking of you and thinking of you can also become a hobby..."

so much?
Unlocked more than ten sentences at once? !

A little half a song!
Ma Xiaoshu ignored his doubts, and quickly took out the small notebook he carried with him to record it.

In the past two years in college, Ma Xiaoshu learned to play the guitar and also learned musical notation from his roommate Gou Fugui.He usually memorizes the fragmented lyrics of "Occasionally Got It by My Hands" in his notebook, and then marks them with numbered notation when he returns to the dormitory, fearing that he will forget them after a long time.

Wang Xinzhu: "You did a great job, I'm very happy! Here~ This is 100 yuan, don't need to look for it... What do you write?"

She handed over the money, only to find that Ma Xiaoshu was writing and drawing in a small notebook, unusually focused, she looked curiously.

Ma Xiaoshu covered the small notebook vigilantly, and took the money: "It's nothing, I'll write a diary."

Wang Xinzhu didn't believe it. Who would keep a diary?

Also, the first line in your diary is... when your eyes are squinting and smiling?
Why are you secretly writing about me?

Weird.

For a while.

Outside Haililao's door, the two ended their sinful and illicit transactions and were about to part ways.

Wang Xinzhu stood next to the luxury car, and said to Ma Xiaoshu who was riding on a small electric donkey: "Hey! Add a WeChat?"

Tonight, Ma Xiaoshu helped her a lot. Wang Xinzhu plans to find him a job with good salary in the company, which is better than running errands, right?

She is a person who knows how to reciprocate.

Ma Xiaoshu carried a few hot pot packing boxes, grinning:
"WeChat? You think beautifully!"

Don't think I'll let you join me just because you're pretty.

You must be plotting something about me...

Ma Xiaoshu is very good at protecting himself, humming a song as soon as he got on the bike and slipped away:
"When your eyes are squinting and smiling, when you're drinking coke and when you're arguing..."

Wang Xinzhu froze on the spot.

This guy can sing?Then how could he not know me?
So, what he just wrote in the private room were lyrics?

Whose song is it?

It sounds a little nicer.

If only I had such a powerful composer father, I wouldn’t have to hit the street with every song, I can only rely on my appearance and figure to hold on...

……

After half an hour.

Outside Jincheng University, a dilapidated small warehouse.

"Why is it so late? Didn't it say seven o'clock? Waiting for you for so long."

A middle-aged uncle said dissatisfied.

Ma Xiaoshu unloaded the packed hot pot from the car, and pushed the little e-donkey to the uncle:
"The battery of your car is not stable. After I repaired it, I gave you a five-hour long-distance test. I didn't complain that I was tired. Are you still not satisfied? Next time you spend money to go to a car repair shop."

The uncle laughed immediately: "I don't blame you, oh, thank you, young man! Your free car repair is much better than that of a car repair shop."

Ma Xiaoshu said a few perfunctory words and sent the uncle away.

Then, he opened the shutter door of the warehouse, and there were eight old battery cars parked inside, as well as various repair tools.

A handwritten poster was pasted outside the door:

"Free battery car repairs! Jincheng students have lofty aspirations to give back to the society, and free car repairs for mechanical majors are not for fame and fortune!"

Serious errand runner, who buys a battery car by himself?

extravagant.

Ma Xiaoshu majored in mechanical engineering in college, and his level of car repair is higher than that of driving. For two years, his business has been very good.

If someone repairs a car for free, there will definitely be a small loss, but...

Aim high!

Not seeking fame and fortune!

After closing the shutter door, Ma Xiaoshu opened the small wooden door on the other side and walked into the university campus.

This warehouse was built on the side of the school wall. It was originally used by the school to store sundries. Ma Xiaoshu kiāng came here. The warehouse shutter door opened on the street, and the back door opened in the school.

On the wall on this side of the school, there are a few big characters written:

"Masotian Car Repair Club: repair battery cars, from entry to mastery! You only need to pay 30 yuan a month, and you can enjoy the fun of car repair at any time. Contact number: 1340804..."

Who still repairs the battery car by himself?
With so many students majoring in mechanical engineering, the school's broken equipment could not satisfy their desire to struggle.

There are not many students who pay, but it is enough.

A small number of them came to learn skills from Ma Xiaoshu, and most of them came to dismantle cars when they had nothing to do.

Ma Xiaoshu charged fees, not to make money, but mainly to raise the threshold.

What a joy to fix a car...

Can you try it for free?
Ma Xiaoshu has a strong hands-on ability since he was a child. He can dismantle a tractor and rub a gunpowder gun in elementary school. What's the use of a mere battery car?

The family was extremely poor, and his parents were too old to earn money. In order to support himself and his younger sister to go to school, he has been working everywhere to earn money since high school. He has moved bricks, worked as a network administrator, distributed flyers, picked up trash, and worked as a cashier...

After entering university, he went to the vegetable market every morning to help carry vegetables, and went out to run errands during the day, earning more than 4000 a month.In addition to my sister and my own tuition and living expenses, I can send more than 1000 to my family.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoshu is serious and persistent about writing songs to make a lot of money.

Because... I'm afraid of being poor.

Soon, Ma Xiaoshu returned to the dormitory humming a song with the packed hot pot.

Before pretending to be a boyfriend, he ran away in less than half an hour. Basically no one ate the hot pot meal. In the spirit of thrift, Ma Xiaoshu packed everything back, including the hot pot soup base.

(End of this chapter)