Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

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The calendar flipped open one page after another, and the days passed by like this, becoming more and more blurry day by day.

It seems like I was reborn yesterday, took the college entrance examination yesterday, and in the blink of an eye it’s another autumn, entering university, and entering a new life.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but lament that time passed so quickly, disappearing in silence.

No wonder some people always say that life is too short.

Looking back on this year, I feel like I did a lot. In fact, I felt like I was in a trance at some point, as if I hadn't done anything, and a lot of time passed by unknowingly and never came back.

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When I woke up it was sunny again.

The early morning sunlight shines through the dense layers of sycamore leaves, and the headboard of the bed is filled with sparkling light spots the size of copper wires.

I turned over on my bare feet, feeling a little lazy. I didn't want to think about it and wanted to sleep.

But when I think about what I have planned for today, I can't do anything about it.

After breakfast and sending Comrade Ruan Dezhi away, Zhang Xuan got two urea bags from yesterday's grocery store and filled half of the bags with sand to make boxing sandbags.

He tied the mouth of the bag tightly and hung it in the corner of the living room. Zhang Xuan struggled with it all morning until he was sweating profusely and exhausted, then he lay on the ground and took a breather to rest.

awkward!

He felt so uncomfortable!

My mother, Xipi, has not practiced for a long time and her skills are rusty.

Practice boxing in the morning. I also bought some pictorials of Zhou Huimin’s wife.

Put one on the bedside table in the bedroom and one in the study.

I also kept two of them and planned to take them to the university dormitory.

I don't know when, but I became more and more fascinated by Mrs. Zhou. If I don't see her when I wake up in the morning, I won't be able to practice the Ruyi Golden Cudgel Technique.

Just like the lyrics: I feel so lonely without you!

Hey, I don’t know when I will meet a real person.

I was confused in the morning and wrote for Zhiyin magazine at noon.

Although he was no longer short of money, for some reason, he suddenly couldn't let go of this feeling.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xuan borrowed a 28-inch sedan from Deng Daqing and visited the bookstores outside the school.

Later, in order to complete the information, I made a special trip to Xinhua Bookstore.

I went in and out over and over again and bought many books on military and espionage warfare to show off.

Pooh! It’s not right to say that it’s just a facade.

Because Zhang Xuan plans to read it carefully, combine it with the novels such as Latent that he read in his previous life, and then write a novel in his own true sense.

In fact, at a certain moment, Zhang Xuan, who was burdened by fame and soaked in vanity, had the idea of ​​writing "The Conspiracy" several times.

As long as he writes the novel "The Conspiracy", it can be said that he will truly become famous.

But I just want to think about it for now, and there is still a hurdle in my heart that I have not overcome yet.

If one day I really lose my face, then...

Then...

Ouch……! Human desires are really like Pandora's box. Once opened, they are endless, shameless and shameless...

What a sin!

Zhang Xuan slumped on the sofa with his thighs slumped, feeling deeply that he was guilty.

"Beep beep..., beep beep..."

Just when Zhang Xuan was thinking about it, the BB player on the coffee table rang.

He sat up suddenly and looked over, it turned out to be Mrs. Hui calling.

After three seconds of silence in front of the BB machine, Zhang Xuan also stood up and found the IC phone card.

As soon as the door closed, he went downstairs.

He borrowed a 28-inch sedan from Deng Daqing, who was playing idle under the parasol tree, and rode it around the campus.

There are phone booths everywhere in CUHK. Pick a quiet place, insert your card, and dial.

And then there’s the waiting…

After a long time, a voice finally came from the other side of the phone, "Brother, are you there?"

Zhang Xuan responded quickly: "Here you are, sister-in-law. How is your business?"

"Thanks to you, business is pretty good. I've been busy wholesale clothes all day long, and I'm almost exhausted." Hui's wife said this in a very happy tone, and then got down to business:

"I've already given the 50,000 yuan to my aunt. Brother, you can call me back and ask."

"Hazy, look at what my sister-in-law said. You gave it to me just as you said. We are a family, why can't we still trust you?" The duplicity was referring to Zhang Xuan now.

At this moment, a voice came from the other end of the phone. Someone was shouting: "Sun Xiaohui! Sun Xiaohui! Why do you still have time to make a call? I'm in a hurry to take the last train. Can your mother-in-law hurry up?"

Sister-in-law Hui turned around and said, "Brother, there are a lot of people in the store, so let's go here first, and then I'll talk to you after I rest."

"Okay, sister-in-law, go and do your work."

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After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan called the intersection again without stopping.

As soon as the call was connected, he said: "Uncle, please call my mother for me."

"Hey, okay, wait a minute." After saying this, he stuck his head out of the canteen window and shouted to Ruan Xiuqin on the construction site:

"Ruan Xiuqin! Ruan Xiuqin! You, Limanzai, called. The great writer called..."

Listening to this unabashed praise, Zhang Xuan got goosebumps all over his body.

Ruan Xiuqin was covered in mud. She got some well water, washed her hands in a hurry, and then ran over and asked, "Man Zai, have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Eat, where are you, mom?"

"Your sister is cooking."

"What kind of food?"

"Stir-fried diced radish with minced bone meat."

Zhang Xuan almost drooled after hearing this. He really wanted to go home and eat. After a few words, he asked about the money: "Have you received the 50,000 yuan?"

Ruan Xiuqin glanced around and lowered her voice and said, "I got it. Your wife Hui personally delivered it to me. I've already deposited it in the bank."

"That's good. I'll feel relieved when I receive the money." Even though he knew this would be the case, Zhang Xuan still breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he told me, "Mom, you don't have to deposit all your money in the bank. You should keep some for yourself. You have to be willing to spend it on food, clothing, and other uses."

Now our family is no longer what it used to be. If your precious son can make money, and make a lot of money, don't live a life of boredom. My eldest sister is pregnant. You are already at this age. You should eat, drink, and use things. Don’t skimp on them. Do you understand? "

"Hey, Mom knows." For some reason, Ruan Xiuqin was smiling while listening to her son's heart-warming words, and tears came out all at once.

After chatting about home affairs for a while, Ruan Xiuqin told him before hanging up that in order to look after the home and care for the home, the family had another greyhound, which was sent by Ouyang Zhu.

Thinking of gray dogs, the dogs of his least favorite color, Zhang Xuan raised his head and sighed, thinking: Yellow dog, yellow dog, your scapegoat is here, you finally got through it.

After ending the call with his mother, Zhang Xuan called Du Shuangling and found out that when his wife came over tomorrow, he said nothing and felt so happy...

Happy, comfortable...

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After talking to the two actors, Zhang Xuan went home happily and took a nap.

But when I woke up in the evening, I stared at the ceiling in a daze, and couldn't help but think of Mi Jian.

School is about to start, and Mi Jian is also going to the capital, right?

This thought kept lingering in his mind. After thinking for a while, he took the IC card, borrowed a bicycle, ran out and hung up the phone to Mi Jian.

The call was answered by a middle-aged female voice, "Hello, who are you?"

Listening to the voice, Zhang Xuan guessed that it was Liu Yi, Mi Jian's mother, who might have a guilty conscience.

He opened his mouth to lie, imitating Chen Risheng's tone and said: "Hello, aunt, I am Chen Risheng, Mi Jian's high school classmate. I want to ask Mi Jian something, is she at home?"

Liu Yi's mind was filled with questions. She looked up at Chen Risheng who was chatting with Mi Jian outside the window, with a look of surprise and a frown on his face.

It was broad daylight, did you think you saw a ghost?

Isn't Chen Risheng obviously outside?

His brain short-circuited for a few seconds. Liu Yi, who came back to his senses, immediately figured out the reason. He secretly remembered the voice, but did not recognize it. Instead, he raised his head and shouted out the window:

"Jianbao, your phone number is from your classmate."

Mi Jian was enjoying the coolness in the shade of a tree. He heard the sound and walked in. He took the receiver and said "hello" softly.

"Stop it, guess who I am?"

Zhang Xuan hesitated, and then quickly said: "Let's wait until your mother goes out before guessing."

Listening to this familiar voice, Mi Jian smiled pleasantly, then put down the receiver and looked at Liu Yi next to him. His beautiful eyes seemed to say: Come out quickly, I want to make a call...

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