repeat students

The fan on the ceiling of the office was spinning listlessly. Zhong Chen looked up at it and heard a cadenced voice next to his ears, exuding the unique gentleness of a middle-aged man.

"If you come across the city to repeat your studies, you'll be safe when you come. You're new to City H and haven't taken a stroll yet, why don't the teachers take you for a stroll this weekend?"

Zhongchen was so sleepy that his eyes almost closed, and his stomach was throbbing with hunger. After a long while, he slowly moved his outstretched legs and sat up straight. this city--"

He paused as he spoke, his eyes suddenly moved away again, and his voice sank slightly.

"Couldn't be more familiar."

It was raining outside, and the patter of rain made the huge campus very peaceful.

Zhong Chen stood under the window eaves at the corner of the building, watching the rain hitting the bluestone bricks, while listening to the phone.

The grandma breathed heavily while twirling the hula hoop, "My dear grandson, let's stop making trouble and come home quickly. I heard that the tuition fee of the school you repeat in another place is extremely expensive, can you pay it?"

"Handed in, all the net worth, and the money earned from working for the past two days, just got together." Zhong Chen sighed quietly, "I really hate that I buy shoes every day when I'm young, but spend my pocket money like a million dollars..."

The old lady laughed, "My good grandson is really capable. But grandma thinks that you and your mother can't get any benefits. It's not reading where you repeat it. You have to be independent. Damn, your mother is also in her 40s. You're a big girl, and you're in charge of the company by yourself, and you're still competing with you brat."

"Your daughter is not an ordinary girl, she is more stubborn than a donkey." Zhong Chen clicked his tongue, "But I told her that if you have the ability to be independent in life, you have the ability. If you really want to reconcile it, don't give it to me again." Transfer money, don’t just don’t.”

The old lady was so happy that she couldn't stop, "Forcing your mother to compromise?"

Zhong Chen snorted, "Damn, I just want to fight for the dignity of the future man, humble."

After hanging up the phone, the boy who was smiling lazily just now gradually lowered his expression, his dark eyes gathered a little dark, and looked at the rain curtain.

When he was a child, he liked to walk around the streets with his father. The old alley in Xicheng District, City H, smells like earth whenever it rains. He followed behind his dad, with his hands in his pockets and a lollipop in his mouth.

"The neighbor's aunt said that my mother is ten thousand times richer than you." He muttered with his tongue out while holding a lollipop.

The thin and handsome Zhong Yongjun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There's nothing wrong with it. You said your mother is an entrepreneur's daughter in City D, why don't you like the son of a real estate tycoon?"

"Because I fell in love with Dad!" Zhong Chen, who is four or five years old, has learned to answer quickly, "Because Dad is handsome!"

"Smart! It's my son!" Zhong Yongjun happily lifted him up on his neck and rode, "Go home for dinner, let's see what your mother does."

Back then, the handsome little Chenchen went to climb the rope ladder in the backyard of his father's unit every day. At the age of nine, he was able to climb a tree and a house, and he could even tie a big living person with a rope.

But I don't know when, Dad started to travel frequently, twice a year, each time for six months.

Every time his father comes back, Zhong Chen still happily walks behind his buttocks in the street, from one meter to 1.5 meters and then to 1.7 meters.

In the year of 1.7 meters, my father was on a business trip for a long time, and then someone from the bureau suddenly came, bringing a pension, together with a notice.

Comrade Zhong Yongjun chased a gang of drug dealers into a border mountain forest during an anti-drug mission. He disappeared for more than seven days and was pronounced dead.

To be reasonable, based on the analysis of Zhong Chen's adult mentality today, it really cannot be judged that a person is dead just because he has not been seen for seven days, this is too unreasonable.

But the people in the bureau believed it, grandma believed it, and gradually my mother also believed it.Only he doesn't believe it, and if he doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it.

He always felt that his father was going to perform a mysterious mission, like in TV dramas, where secrets were lurking, and the family bureau couldn't disclose them, and he had to go to high-level leaders to know the details.

Half a year after he was "declared dead", his mother took him back to City D to take over the family's company.He lived the life of a young master, but he always wanted to move back to the old house in H City. He always felt that one day Comrade Zhong Yongjun would suddenly come back from a business trip.

The straw that forced Zhongchen to make a final decision was a piece of social news after the college entrance examination.

At that time, he had just managed to control his score below [-] points, and was about to apply for the seemingly most reasonable Electrical Engineering College in H City, when he saw the news.

An accident occurred between a small car and a large truck in H city.In the surveillance video at the street intersection, a tall, thin man wearing a hat flashed by.

There is not even a side profile, only a figure, and a kind of intuition that only exists between a secret blood relative.

A month later, Zhongchen agreed to his mother to retake the exam, on the condition that he would go back to H City to retake the exam.

My mother disagreed with her attitude and did not support her financially.

So the young master of a certain family donated all his wealth to pay the tuition fees by himself, and scoured money everywhere for accommodation. At present, his net worth is zero, and he is overdrafted to the top.The last meal was a half piece of rice cake in the morning, the next meal was a piece of sugar cake last night, and the next meal... It seems that the day before yesterday, I ate a bowl of instant noodles at the train station.Thinking about it now is too extravagant, if you buy a bag for six yuan, you can eat two meals.

I was so hungry that I was on the verge of madness. I tried meditation, handstand, and dish names...all to no avail.Those who come up with these methods have deep holes in their minds.

The down-and-out young master Zhongchen looked down at his shoes, feeling a little bit reluctant.

If you can't find a job that can make money quickly, you really have to sell shoes.

This pair is a limited edition. When I bought it, I waited in line for six hours. The handsome guy's precious six hours of youth.Zhong Chen thought with some heartache.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Sister He, how is my business?"

"Confirm with you again." The woman said, "You can only work part-time every night, right?"

Zhong Chen hummed, and added, "I can do anything, I have no bottom line."

The woman paused speechlessly, "I'm a formal intermediary, not a pimp. Just wait, I've been looking for a confinement lady these two days, you're not suitable."

Zhong Chen said solemnly: "Must be as soon as possible, I haven't eaten N meals."

Sister He laughed dryly, "It's exaggeration, how can I be so poor."

"I really didn't expect you to be so rich."

Gao Ang and Jian Zixing were standing at the window of the payment office, while the hospital's printer was typing the bill.

Gao Ang stared for a while and then said, "How much is Xiaoxie's appearance fee for a match?"

"A few thousand is not bad." Jian Zixing curled his lips, "I have been using the pocket money given by Li Jingyi before. I have seen the bottom of the money. I will take my dad's passbook next week to get it."

Gao Ang sighed, "You haven't touched the money Li Jingyi gave you, have you?"

"Too lazy to move." Jian Zixing was leaning on a trolley case with a cold expression on his face, "But it should be given to my dad. He owes my dad more than this."

Gao Ang didn't speak, and sighed after a while.

"The ICU can only last until this Friday night at most." The nurse said while leading the two to the ward. "Ideally, the patient should wake up before this Friday. As long as the person wakes up, the dangerous period has passed, but If you don't wake up, there is a high probability that you will be in a semi-vegetative state, and you will have to transfer to a general ward, and the medical resources are too tight."

There was a haze on Jian Zixing's face, and he hummed after a while, "Can't we visit now?"

"It's better not." The nurse said, "Have you been asked to bring something familiar to the patient? If the patient wakes up suddenly, he will feel comforted after seeing it."

"I brought it, I brought it." Gao Ang said quickly, "Zixing, open the box quickly."

Jian Zixing nodded, and glanced inside through the inspection glass on the ICU door.

Oxygen masks, nasal tubes, and urine tubes, all of which can't be seen clearly from a distance.He took a deep breath, squatted down and opened the trolley case and said, "This is a fighting robot. I have been tinkering with it for several years, and my dad is very familiar with it."

As he spoke, he picked up the little crab, and Gao Gao stretched out his hands to break out the main weapons that were retracted on both sides. The little crab raised a pair of hydraulic clamps majestically at the nurse.

The nurse gradually lost her expression.

"Seriously?" She pushed down her glasses and looked at Jian Zixing.

Jian Zixing nodded, and touched Little Crab's pincers with some pity, and then touched Piggy Peppa's stickers.

The nurse sighed, "Okay, I'll sterilize this thing first. Can ultraviolet rays pass through?"

"Yes." Jian Zixing said, "It's very resistant, don't worry."

Ten minutes later, Xiaoxie was sent to the ICU ward and placed on a small round table obliquely in front of the bed.

Jian Zixing exhaled lightly.

If Dad opened his eyes a crack, he could see the pair of hydraulic clamps.Although his mother had confessed his life experience back then and his father had never given him a good face since he kicked his green son out of the house, he still believed that his father would feel a little comfort when he woke up and saw Xiao Xie.

"Let's go." Gao Ang sniffed, and pressed his hands heavily on his shoulders, "Zixing, uncle will definitely wake up!"

Jian Zixing hummed, raised his hand to touch the door glass, and then turned around.

He took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, plan the next step when you wake up, plan the next step if you don't wake up, solve problems when you encounter problems, I'm too late It's too old to handle things."

"You're only seventeen, buddy." Gao Ang's eyes turned red after being comforted by him, and he put his muscular arms around his shoulders, "Don't think that you are omnipotent just because you are a genius after studying for two years in the morning, No one has the right to ask you to do something!"

Jian Zixing just smiled, "Go out and wait for me, I'll call the agency."

"Are you looking for someone to come to the hospital?" Gao Ang asked, "Your biological father will just talk about it. How can you really send someone to grab the patient number? Isn't that illegal?"

"Just in case." Jian Zixing said, "Find someone to talk to me, so that I can be more at ease when I study and sleep."

Gao Ang waited outside, Jian Zixing took out his mobile phone, found the number of "Youai Agency" in the address book, and dialed it.

"Hello, this is Youai Agency, please dial zero for manual appointment service."

Jian Zixing dialed zero, and soon a woman picked it up, "Hello, my surname is He, may I help you?"

"I want to hire a whistleblower." Jian Zixing tried to be as concise as possible. "The job is very simple. Come and watch at the entrance of the inpatient department of Xicheng District Hospital. If you see a few people in the photo I sent, please contact me immediately."

The other party paused, "It's a very unusual request, but we can meet you. We have many part-time jobs that can work from six in the morning to ten in the evening, but do you have any night shift needs?"

"Yes." Jian Zixing said, "It takes 24 hours, and you can add money."

The other party turned over the paper and said, "May I consider hiring two people to work in shifts? We have unemployed people who only work on night shifts. They describe themselves as having sharp ears and eyes, extraordinary skills, and clear writing skills. Uh... I won't read the rest, anyway. More in line with your requirements."

Jian Zixing always felt that this passage was inexplicably familiar, but he was exhausted at the moment, so he just hummed, "Yes."

I rushed back to school from the hospital, and the first evening self-study get out of class was over.Jian Zixing walked to the school gate and stopped abruptly.

Gao Ang looked at him, "Run faster, we can get in before the bell rings in the second quarter."

"You run first, I'll go buy something to eat." Jian Zixing said calmly.

"Still eating?" Gao Ang was stunned, "There is such a big pot of pork ribs in the cafeteria at night, I think you ate all of it?"

"Bring it to Zhongchen." Jian Zixing said, "I have eaten his breakfast in the morning, and I don't owe you any favors."

"Oh." Gao Ang touched his nose, watched Jian Zixing get into a porridge shop, and sighed with a smile, "You still have that temper."

There was no one in the porridge shop, the proprietress was humming a song while cleaning the table, she straightened up when she saw someone coming in, "What do you want?"

Jian Zixing's eyes quickly scanned the menu, and then froze.Then he took out his mobile phone to scan the code, and entered two yuan and four.

"Two sugar cookies," he said.

The author has something to say: Those who type on the keyboard are typing on the keyboard crazily.

Flash Dan didn't know when he squatted next to the keyboard, twisting some small invention with a small screwdriver.

Those who type on the keyboard stop typing, what can I do for you?

I'm making something for you.Flash Egg said calmly, it is a steel frame, which can help you tilt the keyboard a little, and it will save you more effort when typing.

Wow.The feeling of typing on the keyboard is really a good egg, and if you raise it, you will earn it.

Shimmer paused for a moment. If you have the condition, you have to bake me a sugar cake.

Want sugar cookies for what?The one who was typing on the keyboard raised his eyebrows, do you want to give the little egg of the same nest?

I shared his small rice cakes.Flashy Egg continued to twist the screw with a blank face, I don't like being indebted to Eggy.

The one who was typing on the keyboard laughed, "Okay, then you screw it first, and I will make a face-to-face meeting."

Flash Egg hummed loudly.

The person typing on the keyboard went to the door and heard it shout again, put more flour and sugar!

The one typing on the keyboard smiled and turned around: Huh?

Flashy Egg lowered his head indifferently and continued to twist the screws. The things I made are excellent, and you will definitely not lose money.