2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 4 004. What did you come back for?

Vietnam Shamat's "Wrong Wrong Wrong" hasn't been released yet, but Fang Yuan looked at the three people who walked over, and the melody in his mind couldn't stop, it was joyful and harmonious.

He even made up a lot of pictures in his brain.

For example, bring your own cement village head dance, or shake your long oblique bangs three times in two sentences.

The second picture came true.

Cockscomb hair, wide trousers on a pair of skateboard shoes, a shiny black leatherette jacket with a metal chain hanging from the waistband...

A typical current trend look.

Two men and one woman, with five colors on the heads of the three.

The colorful youth trembles with the footsteps.

Fang Yuan, the leader, remembered.

Don't even think about it, it's too big.

He also captured the flashing information in his mind just now.

Ke Shao, the son of Ren Xiaoyao's boss, is two years older than Fang Yuan and is a freshman student at Dongshan University of Science and Technology.

From time to time in the Internet cafe, he forms a team to play games with others. He is happy when he wins, and he is given equipment when he is happy. Everyone is happy to praise him.

People called him Ke with a little bit of a compliment, but not always.

This person's name is Ke Shao, which is interesting.

Ke Shao is tall but not handsome, but he thinks he is handsome, and this confidence is reflected in the movements of shaking his hair and lifting the curtain from time to time.

In his previous life in 2007, he was training in a foreign art class, and there were two fellow villagers in the class.

One of them and him are both in the fifth middle school, but they are not in the same class. They have been in the painting class for a year, and they have a good relationship.

When the college entrance examination was about to take place, this classmate sent a message:
Ren Xiaoyao's Ke Shao violently raped the female network administrator in the storage room of the Internet cafe. It was said that she was a Hunan girl, and the two parts were torn, which was terrible.

The owner of the Internet cafe took hundreds of thousands of flats and gave the girl a lot of money.

It stands to reason that things can be suppressed.

But the girl took the money, mailed it home, and then wiped her neck with a paper knife in front of everyone on a night when the Internet cafe was full.

What's more, a sage is wronged, so why cry and fly.It will be cooked in the wind, and the clothes will be stained with blood.

The last sentence the girl left for Taiping Tianxia was: You are too bullying.

Fangyuan didn't pay attention to Ke Shao's fate.

Ren Xiaoyao later became obsolete, no one dared to come here to surf the Internet, and this three-story single-family building gradually fell into disrepair.

Nearly ten years later, Fang Yuan went back to his hometown and found that it had been demolished into a wasteland.

He firmly believed that there were not many people in the world who still remembered the girl whose blood was splattered five feet and who hated the world.

Thinking of this, he looked over.

Ke Shao was holding three roses conjured up from nowhere in front of the bar, and was about to hand them to the girl who gave him tea eggs.

She shook her head with her head down, and Ke Shao stretched out his arms and passed the flowers forward.

Huaye looked at the three-dimensional 'Ren Xiaoyao', and the girl avoided it in embarrassment.

Ke Shao handed it again, and the girl hid again; handed it again, and hid it again.

Ke Shao didn't hand it over.

He jumped forward across the bar and hit the flower on the girl's chest.

The three flowers rebounded and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

The girl called out, her voice still soft.

His face was flushed with shame and anger, and big teardrops slid down his nose, but he didn't dare to say another word.

In short, at this time, I can't see that he is such a brave person.

Ke Shao was in a good mood, he laughed, turned around and shouted towards the hall:

"Run and form a team, win and send a panda epic race car!"

Many people followed suit.

Fang Yuan's mind exploded, as if someone questioned himself from afar:

What are you doing back here?What the hell are you doing back here! !
Fang Yuan didn't think he was a saint. He lived for 35 years in his previous life, and he couldn't be in this life.

He returned to the world with a 17-year-old body and a 35-year-old soul, not seeking money.

Although he needs money, he also knows the irreplaceable importance of money in a society where the bottom line will become less and less ten years later;
But in his values, wealth is a tool, a tool to build happiness for the one he loves, a tool to handle the mother-in-law, and a tool to protect the people around him.

He also didn't want to write a book, write a biography, become a Buddha or become a saint.Buddha can save most people, but he cannot save himself.

However, money can save everyone.

What he wants is the understanding and harmony of thoughts, and when he comes back, it is to make up for the missing regrets.

You can't protect the world's poor and happy people, but you have to help the boat to stabilize Zhuang Sheng's dream.

It's fine if you don't meet it, if you do, let his grandma go to the ball!

The most important thing is that this girl is beautiful. Guo Furong said: Heroes save the beauty, so classic.

"Dude, smoke your cigarette."

Regardless of whether the tin foil is hot or not, Fang Yuan took one out of Danni on the table, lit it and took a deep breath.

It's ok, still going strong.

When the tin foil was burning his mouth, he stood up and walked to the bar, standing in front of Ke Shao.

The non-mainstream girl with purple hair said: "You are so handsome, handsome guy, let's get to know each other."

Fang Yuan shrugged and ignored her, took another puff of cigarette, and said to Ke Shao:

"It's boring to send cars. Let's play, one game is a thousand, you choose the map."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then there were "Who!", "Who is this?"

The network management girl timidly looked at Fangyuan behind the bar, but Fangyuan didn't look at her.

Ke Shao is just over 1.7 meters tall, and his hair is estimated to be 1.9 meters tall. He is standing face to face with Fang Yuan.

Ke Shao smiled slightly with disdain, with the charm of a war god with a crooked mouth.

"The tone is not small, what kind of buddy, if you have money, you can play? Who doesn't know that I, Ke Shao, will not step down if I start the game."

Fang Yuan touched his pocket, took out a pile of money, and put it on the bar.

He planned to save the [-] in his bank card for going out tomorrow, but only after he came out did he find that the ATMs of several nearby banks did not support deposit services.

He pinched the cigarette in the ashtray, took out another [-], and handed it to the network management girl:

"Two boxes of King Furong and a lighter."

Turning around, I said to Ke Shao: "No, I don't have a father or a mother. I run and eat on the street. A few days ago, I helped Zhannan Sixth Brother take off the arm of a fool. I made some money. It's almost gone. I'm thinking about it. Get some food money, this is five thousand."

Hearing that Fangyuan was a blocker, Ke Shao didn't have the thought of making a move. He looked at the onlookers and opened his mouth.

"Five thousand is too little, not enough for this scene."

"Then let's do this, I still haven't brought [-] with me.

One thousand in the first round, two thousand in the second round, and so on, until I lost until fifteen thousand.

Not a few rounds.

If you lose everything, I promise to help you cut down a person, anyone with less than serious injuries will do;
If you win, you can stop whenever you say. "

wow——

too big!
The scene became noisy, the purple hair blinked long eyelashes and looked at Fangyuan, his eyes were full of radiance.

Ke Shao has a card. The money he cheated from his father is not old or young, and he spends a lot of money all day long. He really makes money by opening an Internet cafe these days. There are still two hundred thousand in the card. He plans to buy it on May [-]st. The car picks up girls.

Seeing the situation fluctuate, Ke Shao was a little bit stuck, the key is that he didn't know how deep the tall man in front of him was.

But [-] to me...isn't big enough.

He thought for a while, took out his wallet, and took out all the big red tickets, which were much more than 5000.

"I have eight thousand here."

Another silver CITIC card was drawn out:
"There are about 20 cards in the card. If you win tonight, I won't stop it. If you win, it's up to you."

Fangyuan picked up the two boxes of Furong Wang and change on the bar, and handed Ke Shao a box:
"That's it."

Ke Shao took the cigarette, thoughtfully, and shouted to the waiter, "Come on, set up the stage!"

Several male waiters came over and cleared out two computers in the battle area.

Fang Yuan and Ke Shao face each other.

The machine configuration in this area is high, and there are big soft sofas.

Surrounded by dense crowds of people.

Ke Shao stretched his head and asked, "What district are you from?"

Fang Yuan was stunned, he had forgotten his number, and he needed to go through novice training and a driver's license test to re-register, otherwise some maps would not work, it would be a waste of time, so he said:

"What district are you in?"

"Telecom One, most of them here are Telecom One."

"I'm from Netcom. My glove level is low. Do you have any other numbers in China Telecom? Lend me one."

Ke Shao looked at Huang Mao who came with him: "Haozi, you can borrow him."

Then he said to Fang Yuan: "We both have the same number, we have all the equipment and cars, what car do you want to use?"

"I can do it, you choose. Do you want to clear the equipment?"

"Clear, bare skin, the car is marshmallow, it's new, it's suitable for racing. I'll build a house for you."

Huang Mao named Haozi logged into his account on Fangyuan's computer.

The background music of the game started: thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Fangyuan looked at it, colorful gloves, three fingers.

This game has just been tested for more than a month, this level is indeed not low, playing every day, winning streak, that's it.

Ke Shao's level will not be weak.

He took off his fancy equipment, changed into marshmallows from the garage, and chose the yellow 'black girl' character who is as cute as Hunan girls, and then Ke Shao's attractive information popped up.

"I choose the map?"

Fang Yuan said: "You choose, it's agreed."

There are not many maps, and there are fewer difficult ones. If the racing track is not difficult, you will really fight for skills.

Sure enough, the town highway.

The track that professional players must practice is not very difficult, and it depends on the operation to get a good result.

Fangyuan snapped his fingers. When he was in college, he had entered the third province of this track, with a little over 1 minute and 47 seconds.

The world record has reached 1:40, which is a matter of mature racing and technology upgrades in the later stage.

He hasn't played for many years, he is afraid of getting raw.

Loading map...

Red light, yellow light.

Fang Yuan quickly pressed the left and right buttons, and the black girl's yellow head shook.

Green light, ding!

Run away, a little spray!

In the first straight line, Fangyuan didn't move, cut inside, and ran in a regular manner.

Ke Shao drifted in a straight line to save nitrogen, and the two cars drove side by side.

Seeing Fang Yuan running along the inner road, he felt a little relieved.

That's right, it's only been a long time since the public beta, and it's impossible for the operation of Hanbok to be practiced here.

At the first corner, Fang Yuan tried to float for a while, but the angle of the corner was a little too big, and the timing of the straightening was a bit early.

Fortunately, the feel is not too unfamiliar.

At the end of the second straight line, Ke Shao saved up two nitrogen gas and rode away.

(End of this chapter)