Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Chapter 157, mine, you can use it as you like (please subscribe!)

Looking at the words "sphincter and cavernous body", Zhang Xuan felt as if he had shot his own foot.

How could I say such a mean thing?

But the problem is that I just said it in the dormitory yesterday, and it reached the girls today?

Is there a bad guy in the dormitory?

Wei Zisen? Or Li Zheng?

Thinking of the northeastern girl's weight loss, Zhang Xuan guessed that something was wrong with Li Zheng and that he might be a bastard.

When his thoughts returned, he felt this shameless man staring at him, and Zhang Xuan admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Take a pen and write: Married men, please refuse to tease!

Xiao Eleven stared at the "married man" on the note for several seconds, then grabbed it with his hand, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, then went to class seriously and took notes meticulously.

The woman's dignity and beauty at this moment were in sharp contrast to her frivolity just now, as if she were two different people.

On Tuesday morning, there are only two classes of College English.

Thinking that his daughter-in-law 3 and 4 still had classes, Zhang Xuan also gave up waiting. Pack up your books and go to the dormitory.

Just walking, he suddenly saw a group of boys eating barbecue skewers. Damn, he was a little greedy and wanted to eat barbecue.

With this thought, as a foodie, he never wronged himself and just did what he said. After throwing the book to Shen Fan, he also hurried to the north gate.

I have been coming to CUHK for a few months, and I almost know where to find delicious food nearby.

After passing through the north gate and walking along a familiar road to a barbecue stall, Zhang Xuan was stunned.

Of course, he was not the only one who was stunned, but also Du Yu. This girl was Zhang Xuan's high school roommate for a year and a half.

If Wei Wei hadn't been playful and moved Mi Jian to sit at the same table with her, the two of them would have sat at the same table until they graduated from the college entrance examination.

Although the two don't play often and don't talk too much, they are very familiar with each other.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, the two asked in unison:

"Du Yu, why are you here?"

"Zhang Xuan, why are you here?"

After they finished speaking, the two were stunned again, then looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Xuan asked curiously: "Don't you know I'm at CUHK?"

Du Yu smiled and said: "I know, not only I know, everyone knows that you and Du Shuangling came to CUHK hand in hand. I was just curious if you shouldn't be in class, why are you here."

Dizzy, he still misunderstood his feelings. Zhang Xuan pointed to the barbecue stall and explained: "After class in the morning, I suddenly wanted to eat barbecue, so I came here. What about you? Don't you have class in the morning?"

Du Yu said: "Yes, the teacher has something to do and changes the class."

Then she asked: "Are you and Du Shuangling in charge of the hospital?"

"Yes, what about you? Which college are you in?" Zhang Xuan nodded.

"I majored in medicine, majoring in clinical medicine." After Du Yu finished speaking, he asked very enthusiastically: "Old classmate, please order whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you."

Since they were already acquaintances, Zhang Xuan didn't hold back and said easily: "It would be embarrassing to eat your food as soon as we meet."

Du Yu smiled and said: "Forget it, in my impression, you Zhang Xuan are not the kind of person who is entangled."

Zhang Xuan said happily: "Okay, I will eat your food for free today. If I encounter it again when I have a chance to eat next time, I will eat your food again."

Du Yu smiled and nodded, "This sounds like the tone of your voice, which makes me feel more cordial."

The two found a seat and sat down, ordering and chatting.

As he spoke, Zhang Xuan suddenly thought of something and asked, "I once heard someone say that you and Seagate are cousins?"

"Yes, Seagate is at Peking University." As he said that, Du Yu took out a wallet and opened it. There was a photo embedded in the bag: "Here you go, this is the graduation photo of me and Seagate."

Seeing Seagate again after half a year, Zhang Xuan was a little dazed. He mentioned that he got a good score in the college entrance examination and that the offer to treat him to a meal was nowhere to be found.

After looking at the photo for a while, Zhang Xuan handed it back and asked doubtfully: "With your grades, shouldn't you go to Renmin University, Fudan or something like that? Why are you here?"

Du Yu didn't answer, but asked: "Isn't it the same with Du Shuangling's results?"

Zhang Xuan understood instantly, opened his eyes wide and asked, "Do you have someone you like at CUHK?"

"Um."

Du Yu smiled sheepishly and said, "He is one of our seniors. When I was a freshman in high school, he was a sophomore in high school..."

"Don't finish, let me guess." Zhang Xuan, who was very curious, waved his hand to stop, and then guessed with a smile: "Later, he was admitted to the clinical medicine major of CUHK, so you followed."

"Yes, that's it." Maybe it was because he met an old friend in a foreign country, but Du Yu seemed to be very relaxed.

Zhang Xuan was even more curious and asked: "What about you, now..."

Du Yu said with regret: "I'm late, he has someone else."

Zhang Xuan, "..."

When this happened, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Could it be said that it doesn't matter, there are so many excellent boys in the world, why should we have unrequited love for a flower?

Obviously this cannot be said, the old man felt that Du Yu still liked him.

So to put it another way to comfort you, go ahead, take off your clothes and snatch the man over?

This is even more outrageous.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan was speechless for a moment, Du Yu said cheerfully: "But it doesn't matter, I'm still young, I can afford to wait."

Hearing these childish but sad and weak words, Zhang Xuan wanted to slap her unconscious and stuff her back into her mother's belly to recreate her.

Is it easy for your mother to raise you so big?

In his opinion, the outcome of any girl who has such thoughts is almost certain. Because she lost the initiative.

After eating the barbecue, Zhang Xuan went directly back to the teacher's apartment to rent an apartment.

As he passed the first floor, he smelled the smell of wine and heard the sound of men and women fighting over wine, so he couldn't help but take a peek into the room.

Ouch! Good guy, Wang Li had sex with Lao Deng in broad daylight.

Looking at the bottles and cans on the table, I have been drinking for at least half an hour.

Pooh! These are two drunkards.

He still had things to do, so Zhang Xuan didn't bother anyone. He just groaned hoarsely and knocked on the door when he left...

Then Guang Yazi ran away...

Damn it, let you two men and two women hide and drink.

Open the door and enter the house.

Zhang Xuan first turned on the air conditioner and then washed his face. I can't help it, I always feel greasy and uncomfortable after eating without washing my face or brushing my teeth.

He doesn't know when this habit started, but it bothers him.

After washing his face and gargling his mouth, Zhang Xuan walked into the study and started reading.

Read books on military espionage.

It is miserable to say that in order to make up for the shortcomings in this aspect, I gnawed through 57 books in less than four months.

I didn't finish chewing, but I also took detailed notes.

But he still felt it was not enough.

Not to mention that I haven’t finished reading the book I bought, and I will soon be interviewed by People’s Literature.

Although it was promised that the time and place would be decided by him, he could not delay it too much.

Turn the pages, take notes, think hard...

Turning the page again, Lenovo...

I read like this for three hours straight, and my eyes were a little tired.

Putting down his pen, Zhang Xuan rubbed his eyes, still struggling in his mind. Should he borrow some of the clues of "Conspiracy" for the new book he was preparing?

In fact, in his view, everyone's talent and thinking have no limits. Even if he completely copied the "secret plot", he probably wouldn't be able to stop Mai Jia's rise.

Perhaps it is possible that Comrade Mai Jia, who is currently unknown, was inspired by reading his own masterpiece and found his creative direction in advance?

Then not only did I not harm him, but I actually helped him.

Shamelessly thinking like this, Zhang Xuan also made a cruel decision. He should learn from what should be learned and innovate what should be innovated.

The old man believed that with his extensive reading in his previous life, he would be able to write a work comparable to "The Conspiracy", or even a more influential masterpiece.

After all, I am a latecomer, and my knowledge, experience, and thinking are beyond those of my time. As long as I polish and write well, I may be able to produce an epoch-making masterpiece.

Thinking of the epoch-making masterpiece, Zhang Xuan's secret vanity began to take effect.

He decided.

Starting from today, I will write 1,000 words a day for my new work. It doesn’t matter if I don’t write well at the beginning. Slow work will lead to careful work. After dozens or hundreds of times of careful polishing, it will always be smooth and smooth.

True to his word, Zhang Xuan opened the new notebook he had prepared for a long time, took a pen and started writing "swissly".

This writing took another two hours.

When he stopped writing, he found that he had exceeded his limit and had written almost 1,200 words.

Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious in the beginning. You won't be able to eat hot tofu in your heart.

Rubbing his temples, Zhang Xuan decisively stopped writing, and then thought about it three more times, word by word, sentence by sentence, paragraph by paragraph...

It took two hours to write and two hours to revise. Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Zhang Xuan, are you at home?"

From Lao Deng's voice, it seemed that the drunkard had already fallen asleep.

Zhang Xuan did not respond, but picked up a pen and wrote the word "lurking" on the title page of the new book.

He thought the name was good, so sorry, he requisitioned it.

"Zhang Xuan, I know you are at home, your lights are on." Old Deng's voice came from outside again.

After writing the word "lurking" one stroke at a time, Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and turned off the light.

Seeing this scene, Deng Daqing who was outside the door couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You kid, you are so ridiculous, come out, it's time to go to the bar and restaurant."

Zhang Xuan answered the door and asked teasingly: "Is Wang Li awake?"

Deng Daqing was stunned and immediately realized: "Were you playing a prank this morning?"

How could Zhang Xuan admit it even to death?

This night, the two visited three bars and two Western restaurants, and the results were not bad. Zhang Xuan gained a deeper understanding of the foreign wine industry.

Zhang Xuan looked at the electronic watch. It was already 9:37, and said: "Old Deng, let's go. It's time to go back."

Old Deng also checked the time, waved his hand without any pretense, turned around and headed back home.

In the next few days, I went to class during the day and skipped classes to study in the evening and go to bars and restaurants.

Although it was tiring, I still learned a lot.

Lao Deng liked this part the most. Because there is alcoholism, all kinds of alcoholism.

Occasionally, the two of them would have a sumptuous Western meal. It was Zhang Xuan who was rushing to foot the bill.

…

On Friday morning, there are no classes on 1st and 2nd, but there are classes on 3rd and 4th.

After having breakfast with his wife in the school cafeteria, Zhang Xuan went to the teachers' apartment to rent an apartment.

Comrade Shuang Ling went to the teaching building. She had a full class in the morning.

When passing a phone booth, Zhang Xuan paused and suddenly thought of naming his eldest sister's son.

Speaking of this matter, Zhang Xuan was really in trouble.

It's not that he doesn't know how to choose, he can pick a bunch of names like this in one breath.

For example, Ouyang Zuo, Ouyang/Hai, Ouyang Sheng, Ouyang Zhen, Ouyang Hong, Ouyang Ji...

He thinks these names are good, but he can't justify them. To put it bluntly, the meaning cannot be overstated.

There is no way to make the villagers faint with their talk, and there is no way to make them feel awesome.

You can neither quote the Book of Songs nor allusions. You are so damn unworthy of your status as a cultural person!

When the time comes, when the people in the village hear this name, they will say, "What the hell, I can do this too?"

It’s all about fame, vanity is harmful.

I still have to think about it again, I still have to think about it again...

Just when Zhang Xuan wanted to run away, he bumped into a piece of meat while walking.

The first feeling is so gentle, so soft, and...

The old man came back to his senses and looked at it for a moment, wow! Run quickly.

"Zhang Xuan." Seeing that he wanted to escape, Xiao Shiyi spoke decisively.

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched, intending to act like he didn't hear anything and speed up his pace.

"Zhang Xuan!"

But before he had taken a few steps, Xiao Eleven, who had won second place in the women's 100-meter race at the school sports meeting, had already caught up.

With a hand, the woman stopped in front with a strange smile on her face.

Then she said: "If you run away again, I will tell you that you just touched me."

Zhang Xuan was speechless, stopped and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Xiao Shiyi retracted his hands and said brightly: "Correction, we met by chance, we didn't come here to do anything with you."

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched, "Isn't this a chance encounter?"

Xiao Shiyi slowly laughed and said: "If you are interested in me, then it is a one-sided encounter. If not, we just met by chance."

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "Why are you more shameless than me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Eleven took a step closer and whispered in his ear: "Was it soft just now? Is it more comfortable than what you have at home?"

Zhang Xuan was furious, and he still didn't understand. The shameless man just stood in front of him deliberately to let him hit him. Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence in broad daylight.

Seeing the constipated look on his face, Xiao Eleven smiled proudly. Then Chunfeng took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him.

Nuo Nuo said: "This is your love letter to me."

? ? ?

When did I write you a love letter?

Zhang Xuan took it and looked at it, and found that the letter was written with his name on the top and bottom. He immediately frowned: "This handwriting is completely different from mine."

Xiao Eleven smiled and nodded in agreement: "I know. With our relationship, if you want to use me, you can just do it directly. There is no need to write a love letter at all."

Zhang Xuan, "..."

Take a step back and ask, "Do you know who is impersonating me?"

"I know, but I don't want to tell you." Xiao Eleven followed further and added, "You're really welcome, I'm very generous to you."

"How generous?"

"Use whatever you want."

"real?"

"Um."

"Okay, let's go get a room now."

"Okay." After saying that, Xiao Eleven took the initiative to reach out to hold him.

Zhang Xuan is gone. It’s impossible not to leave. No one has a thick skin and no one has a mean mouth.

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