Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 20: Our Youth

The news that Zhao Zixuan had won the 10 yuan grand prize spread quickly throughout the No. Middle School like a whirlwind.

Even the teachers knew about this gossip.

In order to confirm the authenticity of the news, the class teacher Xie Heping decided to have an in-depth conversation with Zhao Zixuan.

In the office, Zhao Zixuan told the story of how he won the lottery in a half-true and half-false tone.

Although Xie Heping had some doubts, he did not question it too much considering Zhao Zixuan's good performance in class and the close relationship between football lottery jackpot and luck.

The football lottery jackpot itself has a certain relationship with luck. It is not like some lottery such as the Double Color Ball, where you can spend 10 yuan to win a jackpot of 2.2 million yuan without paying taxes.

After chatting for a while, Xie Heping said to Zhao Zixuan earnestly:

"Zhao Zixuan, even if you win the jackpot, you can't squander it recklessly. It's best to give the money to your family for safekeeping. If you need anything in the future, you can ask them."

Zhao Zixuan nodded obediently and pretended to agree, his main purpose was to be obedient, sensible and not cause trouble.

no way.

Teachers like this kind of good students.

Because this kind of students will not cause them trouble.

Coming out of the teacher's office, Zhao Zixuan thought the matter would end there.

However, he underestimated the greed and chaos of human nature.

Trouble still came.

The afterglow of the evening shines on the ancient gate of the school, casting a golden glow.

Students poured out of the school gate like a tide, lively and noisy. In this bustling crowd, Zhao Zixuan was quietly preparing to leave.

Suddenly, a group of figures blocked his way.

There were about four people, all of them looked like young high school students, but they were not wearing school uniforms and looked a bit social.

"You are Zhao Zixuan, right? I heard that you won the 10 yuan jackpot. You are so lucky."

The leader raised his lips with a hint of disdain, "Since you are so lucky, shouldn't you share some of your money with us to share in the good fortune?"

Their words were full of threats and arrogance, as if this matter would never end if their demands were not met.

If it were an ordinary student, he might be intimidated by them.

But Zhao Zixuan obviously does not belong to the category of "ordinary students".

"Do you know the sentencing standards for robbery?"

Zhao Zixuan's questioning made the expressions of the four people opposite suddenly change.

The leader shouted arrogantly: "Stop trying to scare me, I won't fall for it!"

Afterwards, a group of people approached Zhao Zixuan impatiently.

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared behind Zhao Zixuan, adding a bit of majesty to him.

"What do you want to do?"

Li Jiaming is 1.85 meters tall and has a muscular body from playing basketball. His tall and mighty body is like a small mountain when he stands forward. The arrogance of the four people opposite him is immediately suppressed.

Although Yuan Shiwei was short in stature, his clenched fists were full of power, as if he was ready to take on any challenge at any time.

His eyes were as firm as iron, full of indomitable fighting spirit and determination to fight to the death.

Zhao Zixuan watched from the side and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

This is brother!

Those passionate days, those youthful and frivolous times, are deeply engraved in his heart.

As the years passed, Zhao Zixuan gradually understood that the passion of youth and the courage to go all out only existed in the young student days.

As adults, faced with the pressure and responsibilities of life, they can no longer act as recklessly as they did when they were teenagers.

Those days of youth, those days of playing the world as I please, those days of fearlessness and determination, are only possessed by the young self. It is not easy for adults not to be overwhelmed by mortgages and car loans.

"Humph, do you think I'll be afraid of you if you find two people?"

The leading young man seemed not to have given up yet, but his words were less arrogant and more guilty.

Zhao Zixuan glanced at him coldly, disdainful of getting entangled with such a gangster.

He calmly took out his cell phone, slid his finger, and dialed 110.

"Hello, is this the police station? I need help. Someone is blackmailing me at the school gate..."

His voice was calm and firm.

When those people heard that he had called the police, they were immediately frightened and fled without saying a word.

"Hahaha, a bunch of wimps, that's all?"

Li Jiaming looked at the fleeing figures, a disdainful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Shiwei turned his head, looked at Zhao Zixuan curiously, and asked, "Did you really call the police?"

Zhao Zixuan raised his cell phone and the number 110 appeared on the screen.

"I was just trying to scare them. These little hooligans are not worth wasting the police officer's precious time."

There was a hint of joking in Zhao Zixuan's words. He knew very well that unless those people really dared to rob in public, there would be no point in calling the police.

"Brilliant!"

Yuan Shiwei and Li Jiaming gave a thumbs up.

At this time, Song Qiuya and Wei Xiaoyao came up arm in arm.

The former asked with concern: "Zhao Zixuan, are you okay? Who were those people just now?"

Zhao Zixuan glanced at her and said calmly, "It's okay."

From the moment he was intercepted by that group of people, he was aware of Song Qiuya's presence.

He didn't believe that Song Qiuya was unaware of this, but she just stood aside and had no intention of stepping forward to help, which was completely different from the reactions of Yuan Shiwei and Li Jiaming.

When they found Zhao Zixuan in danger, they rushed forward without hesitation.

Even in the face of possible conflicts, they were fearless and only wanted to protect Zhao Zixuan.

But Song Qiuya is different from them.

Her timidity made her choose to retreat and watch at the critical moment.

This is her nature, to seek benefits and avoid harm, and it has been like this since she was a child.

If Zhao Zixuan had some fantasies about this so-called cinnabar mole before, then after this incident, those only remaining beautiful fantasies were shattered.

Just like the song goes: Love is just a bubble. If you can see through it, there is no need to be sad.

At this moment, Zhao Zixuan was not immersed in sad and negative emotions, but instead felt an unprecedented sense of ease and comfort.

He was finally able to face up to his former obsession and fantasy about that beautiful love. Those gorgeous filters and complex emotions, as fragile as bubbles, shattered at this moment and drifted away with the wind.

"Let's go play! We must get our first win today!"

Zhao Zixuan was in a very good mood. He called Yuan Shiwei and Li Jiaming, and the three of them hurried to their base.

I've been to the Internet cafe three times in a row and never won.

But winning or winning doesn’t seem to be that important anymore. The main thing is companionship and joy.

Since youth can neither be retained nor rejected, let us squander it in our own way.

Or, cherish.

(End of this chapter)