Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

This male voice was lazy and arrogant. Before Zhang Xiao and others could completely turn around, his fist broke through the wind and hit Zhang Xiao's cheek. The boys next to him saw that the situation was not good and pulled out control knives from the waistbands of their backs. .

Song Zhiyu swept over, kicked the nearest gangster over, and then kicked away Zhang Xiao, the leader who was getting up in embarrassment.Although Yi Ling's kung fu was not as good as Song Zhiyu's, he was more than enough to deal with the people in front of him.

The two brothers cooperated tacitly and cleared the battlefield within 3 minutes, killing a lot of people.

Zhang Xiao fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Who are you?"

Song Zhiyu looked at the wailing gangsters on the ground indifferently, then ignored Zhang Xiao's question, nodded and walked to the girl who was frightened and curious about them.

The thin girl should be the backbone of the two. She took a small step forward and thanked Song Zhiyu and Yi Ling.

"You're welcome, let's go." He was simply pulled over by his friends to help, and... his family tradition since he was a child did not allow him to ignore death.

Of course, after saving the person, he had no intention or thought of getting to know the person.

The four of them walked out of the alley one after another. The defeated soldiers who were beaten to a pulp naturally did not dare to catch up. They only swore secretly in their hearts, "If I don't avenge this revenge, his name Zhang Xiao will be written backwards from now on!"

When we parted on the street, the beautiful girl who had been protected by her best friend suddenly stood still, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, "Classmate, although I don't know which school you are from, but today, I really want to thank you for saving me and Xiaoya." ".

"If you hadn't come forward, Xiaoya and I would have died today." She couldn't say it, and she was even more frightened.

Because of this, she said with a firm voice, "My name is Wu Yue, and my friend's name is Xiao Ya. We are both students at Yenching University. If possible, we would like to solemnly treat you to a meal to express our gratitude."

Seeing the girl's generous and decent conversation, Yi Ling's expression flashed with something strange.He knew Song Zhiyu's character very well, and this guy would definitely refuse, so he quickly replied, "From just now to now, you and your friend have said thank you several times."

"It's okay to eat, but there's no reason to ask girls to treat you." He raised his hand to look at his watch and said hesitantly, "But let's forget it for today. You were just frightened. It's best to go back to the dormitory to calm down."

"Let's go some other time. It depends on which weekend or when there are no classes. Let's make an appointment to get to know each other formally and make friends."

Wu Yue and Xiao Ya looked at each other, then quickly and calmly glanced at Song Zhiyu's expression, nodded and said, "Okay, but how can we contact him?"

Seeing that her brother didn't move, Yi Ling clenched her fists and coughed lightly and said, "Did you bring pen and paper?"

"Yes." Xiao Ya took out a note and a water-based pen from her bag and carefully wrote down Yi Lingbao's phone number, "Then what, we don't know your names yet?

Song Zhiyu acted like a mute throughout the whole process, so Yi Ling had no choice but to act as a spokesperson for her friend and follow Wu Yue's example in briefly introducing herself.

After the girl's back disappeared from the street, Song Zhiyu took out his left hand from his trouser pocket, gave the person next to him a "high-visibility bag", and then turned around and walked in the direction of the parking lot.

There are not many courses in the freshman year, so most students choose to work part-time in their spare time or participate in club activities.

Song Zhiyu had neither. After taking professional courses, he spent the rest of his time on acquiring financial knowledge and practical operations.

The so-called "practice" means investing real money in the stock market.Of course, he only invested in short-term investments. After choosing a sector, he also called his mother to ask for her opinion.

Caution and risk-taking coexist, which is his investment style.

Occasionally, when he has free time, he will contact his friends in the compound and invite them to play basketball or do some outdoor sports together.

80.00% of these people attended military academies and could not leave school easily, so there were very few opportunities to get together.

When Yi Ling sent a message saying that Wu Yue wanted to invite them to dinner on Saturday, Song Zhiyu was riding horses at an outdoor riding stable with these friends. He had almost forgotten about the two girls.

"Saturday?" The horse gradually stopped running. The young boy sitting on it held a phone and looked at the distant mountains. He said warmly, "Okay, can we make an appointment at noon or evening?"

"At noon, I will arrange the place. After choosing it, I will send you the address. You can come directly then."

Yi Ling's little thoughts were clearly revealed. Seeing how positive he was, Song Zhiyu smiled and hung up the phone.

The black horse behind him slowly walked forward and kept pace with his maroon horse. "What's wrong?" The person coming was also the son of the lieutenant colonel of the compound. He was half a year older than him and had been friends with him since he was a child.

Song Zhiyu flicked his whip and said, "Ask me for a dinner date." The horse's hooves were raised high and he galloped towards the red sun ahead.

Leaving behind the young man's energetic and heroic figure.

The place Yi Ling chose was particularly suitable for young people to gather and socialize.

You can eat, sing, and play table cards.

To be a gentleman, Song Zhiyu went out 10 minutes early. When he got there, he looked at his watch and there were still 5 minutes left.After parking the car under the guidance of the clerk, and walking out of the parking lot, a strange female voice stopped him.

"Song Zhiyu!"

He turned around and saw a tall and beautiful girl walking out from behind a red car.

Look carefully at those eyebrows, they seem a bit familiar.

The beautiful girl walked towards him with a smile and raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, we haven't seen each other for eight years and you don't remember me?"

It's strange to say that when Song Zhiyu was questioned like this by a strange girl, not only did Song Zhiyu not have any objection, but a familiar feeling of intimacy suddenly arose in his heart.

He frowned in thought, searching for it in his memory bank. The girl stood still in front of him, raising a bright smile, quietly waiting for him to remember.

"Jiajia?"

The girl's smile gradually became brighter and her voice was sweet, "I'll let you go."

She cleared her throat and stretched out a hand, "Get to know Shen Jiajia again."

Song Zhiyu held it and said, "Hello Shen Jiajia, I am Song Zhiyu."

The two chuckled.

"Didn't you go abroad with your parents? When did you come back?" He had memories of Shen Jiajia. After all, they played together almost every day during their elementary school years.

"I came back a long time ago. In my sophomore year of high school, I just went back to my grandma's house and went to high school in Shanghai to take the college entrance examination. Now I am a freshman at Yan University. What about you?"

"I'm from the school next door to you."

The girl's lips parted slightly, "Wow, Shuimu University is awesome. What major are you studying?"

Song Zhiyu walked up the steps with her and walked towards the door of the club, "Department of Physics, please leave my phone number. Let's have a good chat when we have a chance. I have an appointment today."

Shen Jiajia nodded and exchanged contact information with him neatly.

"I went to the second floor, and my roommate asked me to come over and meet two friends from Shuimu University." She said, feeling something was wrong, and turned her head to look at the old friend next to her, "Couldn't it be...that's you, right?"