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Chapter 11, LuAnn, I'm Broken in Love
Red cheongsam, dropped shoulder plums, high heels
Look, a lady with a full bust walked over gracefully, with lotuses growing every step of the way, smiling coquettishly, twisting and twisting the cheongsam with slits, and walked away again.

This ass is very beautiful, a man who touches her is estimated to shorten his life by one year.

After the first feed factory customer in the true sense left, Lu An searched the street with his eyes, and finally found a beauty among thousands of people, and he got his wish, and he wanted to continue reading.

It’s not that he’s bragging about the homework of history. In his previous life, he memorized all the textbooks by heart, and even as long as someone said which chapter and page, he could tell how many paragraphs there were on that page. What?Where is each paragraph on the page?Are there illustrations next to it?Is there fine print between paragraphs?

Just like he can't forget to eat the forbidden fruit with his first love, he can remember all these details clearly, like a treasure.

In his opinion, it is true that reading requires talent, but it has a lot to do with hard work.If you want to get good marks on the test papers and become a top student, the most basic thing is to master the textbooks.

It is said that the meaning of reading a hundred times is self-evident, which is almost what it means.No matter how difficult, out-of-the-way, or difficult to understand the text, as long as you go back and forth and study a lot, there will always be a day when you will be enlightened.

"Little master, can you repair the brakes?"

Just when he had just finished reviewing the history of the Xia, Shang and Wednesday dynasties, a voice came from the street on the right, and an elegant middle-aged man came over pushing a bicycle.

There is business coming, Lu Anlu smiled, "Hello, yes."

Ruya middle-aged man parked the car, pointed to the rear wheel and explained: "The brakes are not working, so I dare not ride downhill, so I can only push it all the way, little master, please help me."

Lu Ann put the book on the small stool and began to inspect it. After a while, he came to the conclusion: "The rear brake is broken, and it needs to be replaced with a new one."

The elegant middle-aged man asked, "How much is it for a new one?"

Lu Ann said: "It just opened today, and I'll give you a discount, 5 yuan."

The elegant middle-aged man obviously knew a little bit about the market conditions, so he didn't counter-offer immediately, but asked, "How long will it take?"

Lu Ann opened the book aside: "You sit for a while, it will be fine soon."

The Ruya middle-aged man nodded: "Okay, little master, take the time to change it for me, I'm in a hurry."

"Okay."

With a sound, Lu Ann turned on the busy mode again.

The middle-aged man glanced at the book and asked, "Are you still a student?"

Lu An was in a hurry, without raising his head: "Yes."

The middle-aged man took a look at his clothes. He was dressed in old white clothes and a pair of the cheapest casual shoes on the floor. He asked later:

"It must be hard for you to study and support your family, right?"

Lu An responded with a smile: "It's not bad, thanks to your care, I can barely fool it."

The middle-aged man didn't speak anymore. He watched his car repairing skills first, then thought of something, reached for his history book, turned a few pages and praised: "Your handwriting is very good. You can see that there are special Practiced, who did you learn from?"

My mother had learned Chinese painting from my grandfather, and Chinese paintings often have inscriptions and inscriptions. Good calligraphy is very important, which caused him to be forced by his mother to practice good calligraphy when he was a child.

Whether it is pen writing or brush writing, the accumulation of a lifetime, I dare not call it a master of calligraphy, but people who see it can't help but praise a few words.

Lu Ann said, "Sir, you have good eyesight, you learned from your mother."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man wisely stopped asking. A mother with such cultivation, but her son is going to be reduced to a street stall to beg for a living. It must be that something happened to his family.

Luan is a good crafter, and he changed the rear brake very quickly, and it didn't take long to get it done.

The middle-aged man tried it, and it felt good. He found 5 yuan from his pocket and gave it to him:

"You have such car repair skills at a young age. It's amazing. I'll bring my lover's bicycle over later, and you can help me take a look."

That's right, the exchange just now was not in vain, and it was obvious that he felt sympathy.

Lu Ann put the money in his pocket and asked, "What brand of car? Where did it break?"

The middle-aged man said: "Feige brand women's bicycle, the front wheel rim is crooked and deformed."

Lu An thought that it might be necessary to change it. It seemed that he had to call the lobby uncle and ask him to send him some commonly used steel rings and other parts.

The reason why I need to trouble the uncle is because he has been in the west of the city for more than 30 years and is familiar with the bicycle factory. He can often get some good things through the back door, some at cost prices, some at friendly prices, and some people simply give him away.

This is why Tang Shu dared to boast that he could earn more than 400 per month by setting up a stall for two hours a day, because many parts do not require capital.

Lu An warmly greeted: "Okay, uncle, if you have time, send it to me for a look."

Before leaving, the middle-aged man asked: "You set up a stall on the weekend, and you will be here tomorrow, right?"

LuAnn said, "Yes, after school on Friday."

According to the plan, he also wanted to go out for a while after evening self-study, but it was quite late at that time, and the time was uncertain, so he didn't say it.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Then I'll come over tomorrow."

Lu Ann stood on the side: "Okay, uncle, go slowly."

Maintenance is considered a technical job, but it is also considered a service industry. Only by being sweet-talking can the business be good. This is really difficult for him as a teacher. For a few money, he has to make some changes.

But seeing the 5 yuan cash in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy. This is half a day's wages that villagers in the village can only earn by working as ordinary workers for a day. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?
He who has suffered all the way since he was a child, in his character, he refuses to be high-minded and low-minded, and refuses to be too high-spirited. He can clearly see where he is earning money.

Seeing this scene, the aunt selling gun toys on the right said enviously: "Young man, you earn a lot of money."

Lu An smiled and sat back on the small stool: "I am no better than you, Auntie. I sold 3 toy guns in a blink of an eye, which is better than a state-owned enterprise sitting in an office."

After boasting for a while, the aunt immediately smiled, and the envy just now dissipated a lot.

Another pair of mother and son came in front of the aunt's booth, and there was no time to talk to him. Lu An looked up and continued to read, understanding the "enfeoffment system" from memory, and recited it silently.

Half an hour later, he had thoroughly digested the "system of enfeoffment" and began to read "Qin's Unification". In the middle, a man came to pump up the tires and earned a dime.

When he focused all his attention on the "Sangong Jiuqing Central Official System" in the textbook, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"LuAnn, I'm broken in love."

The voice of "broken love" is not loud, but it reveals a sense of sadness, which is accompanied by the noise of steel grinding.

Suddenly hearing this long-lost voice in memory, Lu An quickly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face, Liao Shiqi, Widow Zhang's only daughter, 15 years old this year.

If my memory is correct, she should be an apprentice in the back chef of the Royal Concubine Hotel at this time.

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