Don't run after school

Rongcheng was also a small place many years ago. Because it is facing the sea, since it was promoted to a municipality directly under the Central Government, its economy has developed rapidly.

Many local aborigines started their businesses with a sum of money for demolition, and those who were more far-sighted used the money to invest in real estate. The bowl is full, so this group of people screamed, "The spring breeze of reform blows the earth, and the people of Rongcheng are really uplifting."

Cheng Jin's grandfather was the one who wailed the loudest.

So much so that when I got older, the old man was so demented that his son didn't remember who he was, but he still remembered the core values ​​​​of socialism clearly, and he had to recite them seven or eight times a day.

In Cheng's living room, the crystal chandelier flickered, and the white porcelain floor reflected dazzling light.

Mr. Cheng was sitting in a wheelchair. Although his hair was graying, he was still handsome. He looked like an accomplished man. He patted the armrest of the wheelchair and said angrily, "I don't care about others, anyway, anyway, you Ah, you have to live up to me. If you are admitted to the University of Science and Technology, give me a good job, and then serve the society and be a useful person to the country.”

What Old Master Cheng was talking about this time was his oldest grandson——Cheng Jin. Before he got confused, he liked playing chess and chatting with Cheng Jin the most.

This grandson also strives for him, and his academic performance has always been very top-notch. After graduating from elementary school, he skipped several grades in a row.Cheng Jin was only 15 years old when he was a sophomore in high school, and then he signed up for the college entrance examination. Due to his excellent grades, he was admitted early by the Juvenile University of Science and Technology.

The Cheng family has always been in business, for eight generations, the highest education is only a second.

In the year when Cheng Jin was admitted, Mr. Cheng was very happy. The bus line he built in the capital was the direct line at the entrance of the University of Science and Technology.

However, the plot took a sharp turn downwards.

Cheng Jin hadn't finished his university studies for a full year when an accident occurred.

When the school's withdrawal notice was sent to Cheng Dingfang's mobile phone, he was dealing with a big order in the office, and he was overwhelmed. The sudden news would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

After dealing with the work, he called Cheng Jin, four or five calls in a row were "the other party is on the phone..."

Cheng Dingfang understood that his son blocked him.

Cheng Jin had a stubborn personality since he was a child, and because he was busy with work, he seldom stayed by his side, so Cheng Jin and the old man were separated from each other, but he was like a stranger to him.

Whenever something happened, Cheng Jin would never contact him, and would always go to the old man directly.

There was no other way, Cheng Dingfang could only use his assistant's mobile phone to send a message to Cheng Jin - "Cheng Jin, you didn't tell me about such a big thing, do you still see me as an old man in your eyes?"

The message was sent out for half a day without any reply.

Cheng Dingfang went home for dinner at night, so he didn't dare to tell Mr. Cheng about it, for fear that he would be too excited.

Sitting at the banquet, he secretly discussed with his wife Ji Hui what to do.

Ji Hui was married to Cheng Dingfang when Cheng Jin was ten years old, and she was Cheng Jin's legitimate stepmother.

Eight years ago, Cheng Dingfang divorced his ex-wife, and Cheng Jin gave it to him by law, and then Cheng Dingfang moved his family from Rongcheng to the capital.

"This kid has his own opinions since he was a child. Although he has a tough temper, he has never caused trouble. I think there must be a reason for it." Ji Hui thought for a while and said, "See if you can find someone to solve this for him."

"I see, the reason why he has been so arrogant since he was a child is because you are used to it." Cheng Dingfang sighed, "I also asked about this matter this afternoon, and it seems to be quite complicated. It can't be solved with money. Yes, because your son has offended a second-generation official this time."

"Did he fight with someone again?" Ji Hui frowned.

"Yes."

"What's that for?"

"Aside from fighting for his girlfriend, what else could be the reason for a child of this age?" Cheng Dingfang took it for granted, and snorted disdainfully, "Whatever his reason is, why don't I wipe his ass every time he shits? I'm afraid I won't be able to wipe it clean again."

"Ugh."

Banyan City, Qise.Internet cafe near the train station.

"Network administrator, take the package of Hongtashan."

The teenager with a headset hanging around his neck bowed his head and walked to the bar counter of the Internet cafe, took out a crumpled five yuan bill from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

The network administrator who was playing the game raised his head and glanced at him and said, "The white envelope is 8 yuan, and the red envelope is 10 yuan."

"I know, I will transfer the remaining three yuan to you via WeChat." The boy frowned, touched the Band-Aid next to his cheek and asked, "Where's the QR code?"

"Wall." The network manager pointed at the back with a cigarette in his hand, and said with a tusk, "What a lot of money, and I will give it in two."

The boy ignored him, and just glanced at him lightly, which made him shut up successfully.

After buying the cigarettes, Cheng Jin tore off the cigarette seal, went to the bathroom to light it, and leaned against the tiled wall with his long legs, standing at the door while smoking while answering messages on his phone.

"Sister, don't worry, I've wanted to quit school a long time ago. It's not just because of this incident."

"Well, I went back to Rongcheng, looking for our mother, and I haven't seen her for eight years."

"It's okay. If you quit, you can quit. At worst, go back to high school."

Cheng Jin squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the cigarette, feeling a little choking, and his back was slightly arched from coughing.

"How did I pass the exam back then? I can still do it today. You have to believe that your brother is very good."

After replying to the message, Cheng Jin pressed the cigarette butt that he had only smoked a few puffs next to the sink in the bathroom, turned and left.

When he returned to his seat, he just turned on the darkened computer screen, and saw that the live broadcast room was full of barrage messages asking him where he had been.

——Today's God J is exceptionally short.

——1.8cm to find out.

——I just ate a handful of chickens, and then I downloaded it?Efficient anchor.

Cheng Jin was among the first batch of players in China to play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, and he started a live broadcast on the platform not long after he got started.

Because of this game, every time the player wins, the computer screen will display the eight characters "Good luck, eat chicken tonight", so the game is also referred to as "eating chicken".

Cheng Jin likes to shoot with others when he is eating chicken. What a Magnum bullet can't fix.

However, his favorite thing is to walk around the rivers and lakes with the M24. Since the sound of the M24 shooting is very similar to a stapler, he is affectionately called "humanoid stapler" by fans.

"My sow gave birth today, and I have to watch it. The broadcast will be released in advance, so bye everyone." Cheng Jin tapped the keyboard to send this sentence, and then pressed the exit button.

He returned to Rongcheng for two days, and also stayed in the Internet cafe for two full days.

Except for his sister Cheng Ran who knew the news of her return, he didn't even tell Xiao Zhou Baoshan.

When he walked to the entrance of the Internet cafe, Cheng Jin paused, and sent a voice message to the top dialog box.

"Hey, Zhou Goushan. Your brother, I'm back."

What a coincidence that the speaker at the door just played the song "Yijianmei", and the BGM in his voice happened to be the phrase "Snowflakes are fluttering, and the north wind is rustling". The emotion of running away from home is rendered very bleakly and very well.

Soon.

Tengger, the healing department, replied: I will pick you up at the station.

It's not easy for Cheng Jin to tell him that he has been in Rongcheng for two days, and he is not at the station at all right now.

Just replied depressedly: good.

After replying to the message, he continued to lift his legs and walked out of the gate of the Internet cafe. When he passed the bar, he even said to the network administrator, "Can you change the song, listening to the thief is annoying."

God, what a cut plum, it's too bad.

Perhaps because of the hostility between his brows, the network administrator was a little taken aback, and immediately cut a song.

When the melody of "Two Butterflies" sounded behind him, Cheng Jin's back could not help but froze.

What a 80s disco style.

Forget it.

After Cheng Jin threw the black backpack on his shoulder, he turned his head and left.Hopeless.

Trotting all the way to the train station in a hurry, and pretending to reunite with Fa Xiao, whom he hasn't seen in eight years, is something only Cheng Jin can do.

He didn't know what he was thinking, anyway, when he ran to the train station, he went to the bathroom, zipped up the zipper of his sportswear jacket, and straightened his messy hair.

He remembered that when he left Rongcheng eight years ago, the train station was dilapidated like a foreign market, but now it is completely different.

In the shiny glass exhibition window at the exit, there is also a photo of a foreign president coming to Rongcheng, which is a bit in line with international standards.

Standing by the exhibition window, Cheng Jin traced the beard of the foreign president twice with his fingers in boredom, and then put his hands in his pockets.

"Hi. Stupid Jhin."

When the clear boy's voice sounded, Cheng Jin turned his head and saw the boy in black not far away.

This personality is too clear, and he stands out from the crowd.

He was, probably, a little taller than him at 1.8m[-], a lazily tall and straight boy standing against the setting sun.

The young man who was more than a thousand miles away from him in his impression.

Cheng Jin waved at him, and naturally threw the backpack on his shoulder to him.

The corner of the lips raised a rare arc.

"Hi, Zhou Goushan."

Stay safe, you idiot.