Back to 1993 through time travel

Xia Tian is an activist. Before school started, he had successfully sold himself - signed a labor agreement with the city's first KFC.

These days, KFC is considered high consumption in major cities, even in provincial capitals, it is the only one in the province, especially since M Ji has not entered, it does not even have competitors, and it can be called a standout.

The person in charge received Xia Tian. At the beginning, the young and arrogant manager was not optimistic about the boy in rustic clothes. The inside and outside words revealed that we are not a small street shop and do not accept inexperienced migrant workers from the city.

After the conversation, his impression of the boy had changed a lot.He speaks decently, behaves generously, and can order in English - in an ancient city with a developed tourism industry, the manager believes that this skill is very bright.And once he got started, the boy's movements were even more nimble, as if he was well-trained, and his appearance was quite pleasing, with a clean and refreshing handsomeness. The manager immediately made a decision and used it.

Xia Tian had inquired about the schedule of No. [-] Middle School in advance. School ends at [-]:[-] p.m. every day, and commuting students do not need to participate in evening self-study. Of course, this precious time should not be wasted. He squeezed out two hours in a daze, saying that he could do it from Monday to Saturday The busiest working hours are from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, and on Sundays you can arrive all day.

Speaking of this arrangement, in 93 Gein hadn't implemented weekends, and he had to go to work and school on Saturdays as usual, leaving Sunday to rest for the whole day.

The manager has already noticed that the young man in front of him just wants to work and study. This point is in line with his own experience, and he can't help but feel a little empathy. Although this "sympathy" can't stop him from squeezing Xia Tian's salary, but for Xia Tian As far as it is concerned, it is already a good start that is better than nothing.

The choice of the poor is limited, and every penny is worth fighting for. Xia Tian knows this well, and understands a little better than the average poor. Money is not earned by saving, but by earning.

Although as a minor, he can still ask his "family" for money, whether it is tuition fees or living expenses, Xia Shanhe has no reason to refuse.

However, the premise is that he must endure the silent dissatisfaction of his "father" and ignore all kinds of dirty words from Ding Xiaoxia, or, as long as he can brazenly accept Chen Fan's funding, then he can feel at ease, like all his peers Same, enjoying his last, carefree youth.

Too bad he can't.

He weighed it over and over again, and even had a hidden worry, worrying that Xia Shanhe might throw him to Chen Fan, so he just shirked it.

Xia Tian knew that if that day really happened, he would never be able to accept that situation—even though he had only been in contact with Chen Fan for just three days, he had already developed an inexplicable "dependence" on Chen Fan.

It is true that intellectually, he understands that Chen Fan is not his guardian, and has no obligation to support him in education and living, let alone to treat him unconditionally; but emotionally, he will imagine Chen Fan as "mother" more than once, Eager to be close to her, eager to get the care and love she gives.

His heart was full of contradictions, he was afraid that he would become addicted to that kind of gentle care, and he was also afraid that one day he would become a burden in the eyes of others.

In this way, under the dual effects of inferiority complex and self-esteem, he decided to suppress his longing, and first took an attitude of indifference and alienation. Behind this attitude, he knew more and more clearly that he had to be independent before he could have a future. Standing in front of Chen Fan, to ask for the little bit of attention he longs for.

——Look, I have the ability to support myself, and it’s not a burden. You just need to talk to me, laugh, and chat with me like a relative’s child.

Planning the so-called vision along the way, Xia Tian walked from the city center back to the gate of the compound, and the time was already 01:30 in the afternoon, no wonder he felt hungry, he hesitated for two seconds, he chose a restaurant that looked clean , Wu Kee Barbecue.

Of course, he couldn't afford barbecue, so he could only ask for a bowl of tomato and egg noodles to satisfy his hunger. He probably gained some confidence in finding a job. He also rewarded himself with a bottle of iced soda worth [-] cents, and a small plate of peanuts from the clerk for free. Rice is also considered to be eaten with relish.

Missing the meal, there are not many customers in the store. On the left is a young couple, sitting opposite each other, ordering different flavors of noodles, halfway through eating, they will exchange with each other, and taste what the other party's bowl tastes like.

As for the table obliquely in front, the atmosphere was not so loving.

"What time is it, Brother Zhao, do you think these people are sincere? Are they coming or not!"

A female voice full of resentment floated over from that table, the person who spoke was facing the door, Xia Tian couldn't see her face, only the girl's hair was cut into pieces, which had a very Shamat flavor.

"Shut up." A young man in a white shirt sat next to Sha Matt, scolding, and flatteringly said to the small-eyed man opposite him, "The appointment is at 01:30, and there must be some delay. No one dares to shake Brother Zhao."

Sha Matt was reprimanded, and leaned back in his chair angrily, "You bastard, just wait, if the surname Gao doesn't show up today, it's up to you to explain to Brother Zhao."

As soon as the words fell, the plastic door curtain slammed, and Xia Tian only felt a heat wave wrapped in a compelling evil spirit, sweeping abruptly from behind.

In the narrow Wuji barbecue restaurant, three people rushed in all of a sudden.

The one at the beginning was standing in front of Xia Tian, ​​quite tall, wearing a sea soul shirt, paired with a pair of sports shorts, and carrying a basketball in his hand.

There are two people lined up behind them, one is thin and the other is strong, and they are both sporting bunts.

The heat wave is emitted by these three guys, and so is the evil spirit.

"Yo, here we come." The white shirt obliquely in front of him turned his head, then got up, smiled, stretched out his hand, and took a step. The whole set of movements was done in one go.

He turned his face around with a pleasant smile on his face. He was well dressed and his hair was trimmed into a fashionable style. His bangs were thick and covered his forehead, which reminded Xia Tian of when he passed by a small shop and saw a sticker on the glass window. Aaron Kwok's poster, this person does not have the face value of Guo Tianwang, and the overall feeling is a little greasy.

The basketball trio was still standing there, no one said anything, and no one moved forward. The strong man tilted his head sideways, squinting at the white shirt and the little boy behind him in a "what are you looking at" attitude? eye man.

The three of them punched the door, and even the temperature of the surroundings rose, and they could still smell sweat, but it wasn't unpleasant.

The white shirt was a bit embarrassing, but the small-eyed man smiled calmly, "Gao Jianfeng, Wang Yang, Liu Jing, you really are a trio."

"Hold."

The burly man closest to Xia Tian scolded: "What's the matter if you can't leave for even a second with a woman?"

The skinny man immediately added in a cadence: "You have to watch closely, brother Zhao finally sent him, so you can show off with it."

As soon as the two sang together, the smile on the white shirt froze immediately, and Shamat's face almost drooped to the ground.

At this moment, Haihunshan spun the ball with one hand and walked over, "Huazi, I haven't seen you for a while." Then he walked around the outstretched hand of the white shirt and sat directly on the chair next to the small-eyed man.

"It's good that the brothers are here," the white shirt said with a dry smile, "Then what, it's hot today, how about some beer?"

"What kind of wine do you drink in hot weather? Talk about something when you have something to do." The strong man pulled out his chair and said domineeringly, "What do you two want to do? Hurry up and make it happen?"

"Wang Yang..." Ai Ai looked at the white shirt, and then looked at the sea soul shirt, "Jianfeng, Brother Zhao is very sincere."

Haihunshan ignored him, and directly asked the small-eyed man, "What's your plan?"

The small-eyed man poured two glasses of wine calmly, "It's nothing, I just want to make a ball game appointment, it's up to you."

Haihunshan didn't speak, but the lean man sneered: "It seems that some people haven't lost enough yet."

The white shirt spoke up: "Liu Jing, don't speak so aggressively, everything is convenient for you and others."

"Okay." Haihunshan said, "I don't have time in the near future. You also know that school will start. We are not as free as you. Wait for the winter vacation. You decide the time and place."

The small-eyed man nodded, and said with a smile: "Happy, I'll go to your yard to fight as soon as I ask."

Haihunshan smiled lightly, "I said, if you win against me, you can ask for any conditions."

The two confronted each other for a while, and after a while, they each smiled calmly. The small-eyed man picked up the glass, and the sea soul shirt also followed suit, draining all the wine in the glass in one go.

"Come on, let's make an appointment later. As for you and him," the small-eyed man pointed his chin at his white shirt, "We both belong to the same courtyard. We've been friends since we were young, so just treat me as a face-off. Let's go."

Haihunshan licked his lips, "Huazi, just do it when you think about it, and don't meddle in the rest."

The small-eyed man paused, said hello, then patted Haihunshan's shoulder not very affectionately, ignored the others, and went out.

Seeing that the eldest brother threw his hands away, the white shirt had no choice but to sell it with a bitter face, "I did that thing before that was unethical, and I have no temper if my brothers blame me. But since we have all turned against brother Zhao, it seems that we are all For the sake of a courtyard, the brothers will let me go, okay?"

The thin man looked at him: "Don't let us, who will call you? Isn't it time for Zhao Shenghua to block you from the school gate and dare not come out? Let's say it clearly, if you don't look at a school, it really won't be worth standing out for you. As for How can you hook up with him, put us on the same page, and make an appointment with the ball in our courtyard, he can't get through this at all!"

The white shirt swallowed and spit for a long time, but said nothing.

"Then you won, didn't you!" Sha Matt suddenly felt angry, "We didn't let them in in the end! What's so great about your compound, we little people can't get in? Want to play a game? I'm begging you all for nothing? Don't be so fucking self-righteous!"

"Shut up." The white shirt turned to stare at Sha Matt, and slapped the table angrily.

After the sound, the young couple looked at each other just now, then got up and walked out of the way.

I also want to stand up in summer - go to the back kitchen and ask for clarification, just a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and it hasn't been finished in 10 minutes?Tomatoes won't be picked in the field now, will they?

Not to mention, it's really possible to go to the vegetable field, anyway, since the sound wave at that table is getting louder, the clerk hasn't even shown a shadow.

Xia Tian was extremely bored, his eyes wandered across the opposite side, and he planned to deduce the relationship between the names of the basketball trio.Liu Jing, Wang Yang, Gao Jianfeng, he had been listening to these three names for a long time, not on purpose, but because the store was too quiet.

The lean man should be called Liu Jing, he looks very energetic, his eyes are shrewd, and he belongs to the type suitable for being a military adviser.The strong man's name is Wang Yang. Not only is he tall, but his eyeballs are full of vigor.

As for Gao Jianfeng, that is, the Haihun shirt, he is obviously the leader of the trio.This person's hairstyle is quite eye-catching, and it is close to the scalp.Fortunately, the head shape is good, where it should be round, where it should be pointed, and where it should be pointed.There is a layer of light blue stubble on the lips, which contrasts nicely with the green scalp on the temples.There is a kind of ruffian who doesn't care about anything all over his body, with his hands on the back of the chair, his posture is very relaxed.

Xia Tian was commenting, but Gao Jianfeng's eyes suddenly drifted over, and he stared at him for five seconds, the eyes were very calm and steady, not as disdainful or cruel as imagined.

"Zhang Lu." Gao Jianfeng looked back and said, "I'm not a kid with you, we don't have this kind of friendship. I came here, neither for you, nor for Huazi, but for your father. When I was young, Uncle Zhang taught me Playing ball. As for the face, it is not given by others. If your face falls to the ground, you can’t blame others for stepping on it.”

"It's over," he said, standing up from his chair, "Be quiet and go to your junior college."

Then there was another clatter, and the basketball trio maintained the same formation as they had come, and walked away.

"Hold!"

After a while, Sha Matt quit, jumped up and roared: "Are you ashamed, do you have a hot face with a cold ass?"

The white shirt opened the way, seeing that he had been squeezed out for a long time, and he was furious, "Is it over? Where did you dial? Believe it or not, I will slap you!"

Sha Matt's eyes widened: "Come on, come on, try to move me."

"Don't stink."

"What's the matter with me coming here? I also said that you are a coward. If you have the ability, you can beat me."

"Go to your uncle."

The two of them fought in the nest, and if the text was not good enough, they would come to the martial arts.Zhang Lu raised his hand and pushed Sha Matt, but Sha Matt couldn't stand still, he staggered two steps, and hit the corner of the table with his back, but she reacted very quickly, picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Zhang Lu.

Yellow beer flowed down the folds of the white shirt.

After Sha Matt's attack, he quickly dodged out of the way, Zhang Lu stood where he was, and made no less than five or six "fuck" sounds, only then remembered to find a paper wipe.

Of course there is none on the table, the store’s hardware can barely be seen, and the software service is completely lacking. Zhang Lu roared a few times, but no clerk showed up. There was another sitting against the wall.

Moreover, there was still a roll of paper on his desk!

"Fuck, who the hell, bring me the paper!" Zhang Lu was furious, but his rationality was still there, and he dared to boss him around without fear, because he saw that the other party was a silly boy, and his body was not thick.

Xia Tian felt that he was just a melon-eating passer-by, glanced at him, stood up from the chair, walked past him without saying a word, and went straight to the back kitchen to ask for the bowl of noodles.

When the self-service came back, Xia Tian was a little surprised to find that he had given enough time to open the way, but the other party was still standing there staring blankly, and didn't take the paper on the table, so he had no choice but to walk by and continue to ignore him.

This disregard of non-violence and non-cooperation made the people in Wohuo furious. Even a country bumpkin dared not listen to the greeting. Zhang Lu's evil fire went straight up, and he felt that he had to fight it today!

"Fuck you, what's the matter if you can't understand people's words?"

Zhang Lu rushed over, reaching out to lift Xia Tian's collar.

In this short period of three to five seconds, Xia Tian thought about a question in a leisurely and pleasant way: If Chen Fan knew that he was fighting with someone in a small restaurant, would he be able to act accordingly? Judging that he is not a good bird?Then he thought it was wrong to stay at home and sent him directly to the dormitory?

After thinking about it, he turned sideways to avoid it first, and was about to stand up and stretch his muscles and bones, but Zhang Lu, who hadn't hit his neck, suddenly turned around, picked up an empty wine bottle that was on the table just now, raised his arm, and looked at it. Xia Tian smashed his forehead.

The past is like a shadow, and at this moment, the face of the greasy young man and the sixth sister holding scissors suddenly coincided without warning.

Xia Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the impulsiveness and irritability that had been absent for over ten years were all activated at once, as if it was about to explode completely today.