Tales on the Green Train

Because he was busy enhancing his business ability, developing his career and earning money to fill his stomach, the draft of Zhang Yan's landscape relief work had been pasted on the wall for more than three months, and it was already full of dust.

Hu Bing dusted it with a feather duster, and then lifted the red cloth covering the table. It was a square fir board about [-] square meters in size.The owner only carved a few strokes, and the red lines of the composition are still shining brightly, which inexplicably gives people a pitiful look of being left in the cold.

Hu Bing sat by the bed and looked at someone lying on the bed, and suddenly felt that the scene was a bit familiar.However, I have lived a life with day and night upside down all year round, and it is normal to have some sleep problems. It is better to stay in bed than insomnia.

Zhang Yan kept saying on the phone, you can come during the day, but since he opened the door reluctantly, he has been sleeping for two hours. His breathing is even and smooth, and his eyelashes have not fluttered. up.

I'm not afraid that he will empty things out.

Hu Bing looked around the two-bedroom apartment. The other bedroom with the closed door should belong to Zhang Yan's mother.Although Hu Bing didn't meet Zhang Yan's mother, he didn't have a good impression of her.Zhang Yan wandering around and living so hard since he was a child is all the fault of this unreliable mother.

Dislikes or favorites are always of infinite interest.Hu Bing pushed open a slit, and the place he saw was clean and tidy. At first glance, it looked like a model room with a bedding added.It also exudes a special smell that has been uninhabited for a long time like a model house.

The open seam is slowly closed.

Zhang Yan seemed to be living a lazy and irregular life, but the room was actually quite tidy.I don't know if it's because the owner often finds time to clean up the house, or because he doesn't spend much time in other places except the bedroom.

But Zhang Yan himself likes to be pretty, and he can change clothes for half a day when he goes out - and spend the other half day arranging his hair. His wardrobe has always been kept neat, and his bedroom doesn't look too messy.

Hu Bing originally wanted to find something to do for himself, but found that there was nothing to do at all.So he spent two hours briefly reading the books on woodcarving on Zhang Yan's desk.However, the major is not right for me. I only remembered the part about history after a quick glance, and the other "technical" parts have long since radiated from the top of my head.

After two hours and 10 minutes, at 11:[-] noon, Zhang Yan finally woke up from hunger again.Frowning and covering his stomach, he was quarreled by his screaming stomach.

He opened a pathetic slit in his eyes, and seeing a figure sitting upright on the head of his bed, he immediately got goosebumps from fright, and at the same time, a thought flashed through his mind: "A thief has entered", the only remaining The drowsiness emanated from his fine hair in an instant.

"I rely on!"

Hu Bing looked at his series of performances and said helplessly: "It seems that you really forgot about me."

Zhang Yan opened his mouth and came: "No, how could it be - no, I'm too hungry, can you cook?"

Hu Bing was a little out of breath, but couldn't get out of it, and held it all in his chest.At this moment, his mouth had his own thoughts: "Wait."

Hu Bing then went to the kitchen to cook noodles in a muddleheaded manner.

Thirty minutes later, a bowl of delicious tomato and egg noodles soothed Zhang Yan's stomach that was upside down day and night and rebelled against the clamor.

Zhang Yan gave him a thumbs up while eating the noodles: "As expected of the son of the owner of the restaurant, the craftsmanship is really good—oh, by the way, I haven't asked your parents yet, how is the business going? ?”

Zhang Yan just asked casually, but he didn't expect to stop Hu Bing. He was startled, "It's broken, something happened, right? Tsk, it hit the muzzle of the gun." He wanted to say something to make amends. Unexpectedly, Hu Bing said at this time, "It's almost Chinese New Year, why don't you come back with me and have a look?"

Zhang Yan was choked by a mouthful of noodles, and took a toilet paper to blow his nose for a long time, and finally blew it out from his nostrils, and was so disgusted by himself that he almost spit out all the food he just ate.

Now he felt a little pain in his nostrils, and suddenly felt angry and funny.

"Didn't I say that the holidays are the busiest time, how can I have time?" After speaking, he picked up the bowl and drank the noodle soup in one go.

I don't know if it was Zhang Yan's illusion, but he suddenly felt that Hu Bing was a little special to him, as if he always cared more than others.In fact, he had vaguely felt this way three years ago, but the two of them were kids at that time, they didn't understand anything and didn't care about it.

What's more, the reason why Zhang Yan has not been depressed after so many years is because of "forgetting Dafa". He really doesn't have the habit of taking anything to heart.Lost while walking, ended up at ease.

For example, right now, this seed of doubt was planted in my mind not long ago, but was soon submerged by the waves. As for when and whether it will germinate next time, it all depends on the luck of marriage.

"Well, I'm just talking casually. But are you here by yourself during the Chinese New Year?"

"Who says I belong to you?" Zhang Yan deliberately smiled ambiguously. If Hu Bing hadn't been sitting on the sofa in his house, he would have thought that there was some "tender" hidden in his "golden house".

Hu Bing calmly said, "Who have you been with? The owner of the bar? Or a colleague or friend?"

Zhang Yan said indifferently: "Well, if you can't pass it, it's the same. If you have time, you can go to the movie theater for a day, or carve that broken board at home. Chinese New Year doesn't mean much to me."

Ordinary people look forward to going home for a reunion during the New Year, but he has been drifting for so long, and he has no home to speak of.

"...Watch a movie for a day?" Hu Bing asked in surprise.

"Ang", Zhang Yan leaned over slightly, and said with a strange air, "Don't you think this looks very young?"

Hu Bing thinks it should be true that he likes watching movies.Zhang Yan has such a distasteful temper, but he likes quiet things. In fact, as long as he thinks, he can have several dinners during the Chinese New Year, but he just skipped the important things just now.

Zhang Yan said contentedly after eating and drinking: "You came to me because you want me to spend Christmas with you? But I only have time during the day these two days, why don't you go out now?"

Hu Bing: "Turn tomorrow, are you free tomorrow?"

"Huh? Aren't you going to match someone up tomorrow?"

"Li Hongzhi said that he hadn't thought it through yet, and he was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he looked down and didn't see him when he looked up."

"Oh, it's really..." Zhang Yan showed an expression of hatred and disgust, "Then what are you doing today? Well, watch me carve wood?"

"Yes, it's too cold outside....Why doesn't the heating stove in your house turn on? Didn't you buy carbon? You don't think it's cold."

"There is a sack next to the stove. I don't know how to look after the stove. I think it's too troublesome. Light it up if you feel cold—you know how to light it?"

"Well, I'm going to light the stove, you can carve here. If you don't practice your craft, you will lose it." Hu Bing got up and went to the kitchen after teasing.

Zhang Yan rolled up the leather bag and said, "You don't understand this. People's memory is divided into brain memory and muscle memory. There are some things that you want to forget, but you can't forget them. Just pick up the knife and feel for it." He flipped He opened the red cloth and took a few glances, then took out a small flat knife.

At the same time, the room gradually warmed up.

Zhang Yan's artwork has mountains and waters, flowers and trees, and the lines are simple and smooth, quite ancient.It's just that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it turns into a pile of messy red lines on the wooden board, and anyone who looks at it will not be able to appreciate the beauty.

The flame-burning stove roared, Hu Bing filled a pot of water and put it on the stove, and walked over to grab the waste he made to "add nutrition" to the flame in the stove.Only then did An Xin go over and watch Zhang Yan slash the knife intently - he was looking forward to the transformation of this messy red line drawing.

Zhang Yan's fart function is probably only on his face, but when he encounters this kind of ability to show off his smell, he keeps silent, holding a knife quietly like a small animal that can only pant.

Li Hongzhi was probably the one who was most anxious about Christmas. Hu Bing conveyed Zhang Yan's advice sincerely: "The most important thing when meeting this kind of honest and quiet girl is that she has no independent opinions. You should focus on attacking, be gentle and considerate. This set is only suitable for the domineering and strong women."

When Li Hongzhi heard Zhang Yan's name, he gave Zhang Yan a blank look, but he didn't know whether he listened to it or not.

On Christmas Day, Li Hongzhi called another boy, and they were three men and three women laughing and cursing in front of him, pretending to be that.Two good friends, Hu Bing and Che Xiang, presented red apples to each other at the end of the crowd.

Che Xiang said embarrassingly: "Fortunately, there is a single buddy like you, you don't know what kind of life I live in our dormitory."

Hu Bing really wanted to get back the apples he had just given away, such a person should be hit by a car when he goes out.

Che Xiang took a bite of the expensive red apple: "To be honest, I thought you would call Zhang Yan over."

Hu Bing snorted, "Should I call him over and let you accompany the girl or let him accompany the girl?"

Che Xiang was taken aback, and commented: "It's a good thing you didn't ask him to come, otherwise this problem would have ended, especially that Li Hongzhi." Che Xiang raised his hand to cover his mouth, leaned closer to Hu Bing's ear and said, "This buddy His self-esteem is too strong, if he is compared to others, he will not die of anger, it is still in front of the girl he likes."

"I know," Hu Bing said, "The night before yesterday, Zhang Yan made him anxious with a joke. You also know that Zhang Yan has no guards in his mouth, and he rarely speaks seriously."

Che Xiang was puzzled: "The two of them have met before?"

"No, it was me who called."

"My day...how come you never remember to call me?"

"Our school is separated by a fence, what's the phone call?"

"The Acropolis University covers an area of ​​5000 mu, and the University of Science and Technology covers an area of ​​3000 mu. Do you know the actual distance between us? You thought it was your backyard. Fuck, I feel like I've been left out."

"..."

Che Xiang half-jokingly complained about this sentence, and then couldn't help asking tentatively: "Bingzi, don't you think you're a little too concerned about Zhang Yan?"

Hu Bing was taken aback for a moment, but he really didn't feel it.

There are many people who are not afraid of cold pressure on the road, and balloon flower baskets are placed at the door of every store. It took Hu Bing a long time to say: "I don't think so."

"Then why are you so attentive to people? Because he is good-looking?"

"Hmm..." Hu Bing thought for a while, "It's pretty pretty."

Che Xiang: "..."

"And the sweet talk is quite cute, and there is a sense of mystery about him." Hu Bing added very sincerely, and asked doubtfully, "Don't you think so?"

"All I feel is deep jealousy," Che Xiang said with a stiff face, "Bingzi, if you're like this, I'll suspect that you've taken a fancy to him. Do you understand that kind of crush?"

Hu Bing sneered absurdly and said, "Are you kidding me? It would be the same if he was a woman."

Che Xiang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll find you a girl who is exactly as annoying as Zhang Yan."

"..."

"But having said that, there's nothing wrong with spending more time with him. I think this person has a lot of social experience. Maybe we can use it after we graduate."

Hu Bing was about to chat for a while, when the person in front howled, "What are you two plotting behind?"

Che Xiang casually replied, "Exchanging feelings."

Hu Bing and Che Xiang hurried to catch up, "What's wrong?"

Li Hongzhi said enthusiastically, "Would you like to go to a bar?"

Hu Bing felt a row of black lines running down his forehead, and said to himself: This is how you chase Jiang Yue?Bringing a lady who doesn't leave the door and doesn't leave the door into the bar?What do you think?

Hu Bing winked frequently: "We've been shopping for a day, and it's getting dark, so let's go back quickly."

I don't know if the sky is sinking, but Li Hongzhi was possessed by some short-sighted little ghost while walking on the road. He didn't understand the wink, and kept showing off that he was "well-informed": "It's just at night. The city is the busiest place, okay? I know there is a bar next to the Milong Night Market, why don’t you take a trip to the night market by the way?”

Milong Night Market is the largest night market in the center of Acropolis. It is crowded with people all the year round and has been rated as the nightlife center of Acropolis.There are three main roads and six auxiliary roads in the night market. From the large-scale city square to the peddlers setting up stalls along the street and riding tricycles, there are all kinds of expenses for eating, drinking and entertainment.From the map, it is almost as large as the University of Science and Technology.

Everyone who comes to the city center will subconsciously stay until after four o'clock—the opening time of the night market, and then they may not necessarily buy anything. They just go shopping, or they will always feel a little regretful.

All of them have been to Milong Night Market countless times, but this is the first time for the bar.

"Big brother" Li Ming scolded straight to the point: "Take girls to have fun, are you crazy? Besides, there is no one in us who likes to play crazy."

A few first-year students don't know what society and trends are, but they subconsciously feel that it's messy inside, and it's not a place for serious people to go.

Li Hongzhi's face was a little restless, his face could be seen flushing in the night, Hu Bing quickly pulled himself out to put Li Hongzhi on his back.

Hu Bing looked at his watch and said, "I know a friend in the bar, but it's a very big bar. There are no naked dancers. If you want to go, just give me a call."

Hu Bing's remark basically means that he and Li Hongzhi have the same views, "I'm on the same level as him, it's not a big deal to go out for a while, it's human nature."

If a person has objections, he may be opposed and attacked, but if he adds another supporter to bring the overall situation to a similar balance, the atmosphere will ease a lot.

When Hu Bing's words were released, Li Ming, who "soaked goji berries in a thermos cup", was obviously stunned for a moment, but then the timidity in the hearts of the girls was turned into an inflated sense of freshness by Hu Bing's indifferent attitude and few words, and they rushed to get along He asked one sentence after another: "What friend, is he still working in a bar?"

"Does he look handsome?"

"What?"

Hu Bing said helplessly: "...I'll make a phone call first." He sighed secretly in his heart: I didn't expect Zhang Yan to be involved in the end, fate is really unpredictable.

After half an hour, a few people came to Zhisheng.

Zhang Yan worked from 05:30 pm to [-]:[-] am. At this time, it was just [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and the bar had just opened. Logically speaking, he didn't have to come over—if it wasn't for Hu Bing calling him and urging him to come over.

Zhang Yan was standing at the door of the bar lazily with a sleepy look on his face, when he saw Hu Bing was about to say, "What's wrong, wake me up from my sweet dream", but in a blink of an eye, he saw the three seniors behind him. The beauty, suddenly changed her posture without standing, and said politely: "Oh, what a coincidence, I just arrived too."

Hu Bing: "..."

Before he started to wave, Hu Bing stepped forward and broke his shoulder, muttering in a low voice: "You keep a low profile for me today, bear with it. There is 'that pair' in here."

Zhang Yan made an OK gesture, "Don't worry, I will definitely not seduce people indiscriminately today. Well, do you need my help?"

Hu Bingxin said, thank God you don't mess with me.

"It's better not to, I'm worried about you helping others chase girls. You just pretend to be a serious, honest, quiet and beautiful man who doesn't like to talk and can only sing."

"A quiet handsome man... um..." Zhang Yan fell into deep thought, "Then, I'll answer whatever you ask, and I won't say a word if it's superfluous."

Hu Bing stretched out his palm, and the two hit it off.