Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

The summer in Chongqing is extremely hot like being in a stove. The high temperature and humidity bake the land together. Everyone is like potato chips walking on an iron plate, surviving in a sweltering and scorching environment. As soon as it sprouts, it is evaporated in the cradle by high temperature.

This kind of weather can gradually smooth out people's will, evaporate people's energy, and burn people's spirits to death.

And Lin Yuguo is about to usher in the first examination room in his life in such weather.

He has been working hard for half a year. With the teacher's advice, Song Yaze's love and care, and his own night battle, he is full of confidence in the upcoming senior high school entrance examination.

At the age of 16, he is considered a half-grown child. He looks at the world with immature eyes, and he has the energy of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.It whipped him, made him go forward without fear.

During those three days in June, thanks to the good weather, the originally lively summer became cooler and restrained.

During the exam, Lin Yuguo felt that what he held in his hand was not a pen, but a staircase to a higher level in life; what he wrote was not a white test paper, but a grassland where he could gallop; It is an order to command thousands of troops.

Lin Yuguo felt that he had performed supernormally. He felt that his thinking was very active, and his composition was more beautiful than usual practice. He thought he would get a good score and be admitted to the key middle school that he wanted. expect.

The test results were even better than he had expected. Lin Yuguo had indeed accumulated a lot of knowledge, and put what he had learned in the past three years into the test papers.

In the end, he was admitted to Chongqing No. [-] Middle School, which was his dream school.On the day the admission notice was issued, Lin Yuguo cried with joy.

Song Yaze smiled and patted the crying Lin Yuguo's back, but his heart was sour. He was happy for Lin Yuguo, but he knew that the child had not been easy in the past six months, and his mood was complicated.

As for Song Yaze himself, after completing three years of technical secondary school, he was successfully admitted to a junior college.When he comes out in the past three years, he will have the title "college student" which seems to sound nicer.

However, the tuition fees for junior college are very high, and Song Yaze is studying logistics management as his undergraduate major.After a year, the tuition fee is about [-] yuan, plus miscellaneous expenses, and Lin Yuguo's tuition fee, the savings is only [-] to [-] yuan.

"Brother, tomorrow I will go to a part-time job with my classmates, so I can add some extra money to the family!"

That night, Lin Yuguo and Song Yaze sat by the bed, washing their feet facing each other.

"What part-time job?" Song Yaze raised his head, looked at Lin Yuguo and asked.

"Distribute leaflets." Lin Yuguo's head was still lowered, and he was washing slowly, his movements a little slow.

"Where to send it?" Song Yaze asked, wiping his feet.

"Hmm... Nanping Pedestrian Street." The answer was a little soft.

"when to go?"

"At eight o'clock in the evening, I made an appointment with him to meet at the pedestrian street... and then distribute the hair leaflets."

Lin Yuguo's expression seemed to be a little evasive, and his tone was also a little intermittent.

"When will it be sent?" Song Yaze asked worriedly, he didn't want Lin Yuguo to stay outside for too long, it would be unsafe.

"It's probably ten o'clock! It's okay! There was a light rail at that time! And it's not far from home! Brother, don't worry! I can also make money for my family!"

Lin Yuguo said with a smile, wiping his feet neatly.

"Okay then. You have grown up and can be a labor force."

Song Yaze paused for a moment, and then said, "It just so happens that the KTV where I work is also in Wanda in Nanping, which is also close to you."

Lin Yuguo's face stiffened for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal.He didn't speak, but silently picked up the basin and poured the footwashing water.

That night, the weather was still hot and the streets were brightly lit. This city, which seemed to be on a hot pot, was always boiling.

Song Yaze sat in the staff rest area with strong cold wind, watching the clock on the wall pointing to the eight o'clock position.

——It's time to distribute leaflets!

Thinking this way, Song Yaze unscrewed a bottle of Coke from his bag, drank it in small sips, and waited for Supervisor Xu's instructions.

"Xiao Song! No. 329, two bottles of beer!"

Manager Xu opened the door in a panic, with a hasty look on his face, and beads of sweat on his forehead. He was like a spinning top, which seemed to be spinning non-stop forever. This was his usual appearance.

"Okay!" Song Yaze quickly jumped up from his seat, took two bottles of cold beer and went to the third floor.

When he arrived at the room, Song Yaze's originally polite expression instantly became casual when he saw the person coming.He walked into the private room with somewhat chaotic steps, randomly placed the cold beer on the table, then sat directly on the sofa, and said to the visitor:

"Why are you here again? Qiu Ying?"

Today's Qiu Ying is no longer the same as Sha Matt half a year ago.

He straightened the head of the cock, dyed it black, and then shaved it short; he did not wear earrings or lip studs, and his lips were no longer specially dyed black, revealing a natural and beautiful red-pink; the clothes he wore were no longer black. Bright exotic clothes, but a refreshing campus style.

Of course, all this is the result of he following Song Yaze's advice.

"I... I'm already on summer vacation... I'm here... I'm here to play with you..."

Qiu Ying stammered and said that his face was clean without the heavy and abnormal makeup, and he looked extremely youthful.

"But you just came here yesterday." Song Yaze was a little dumbfounded.

"Today is my birthday!" Qiu Ying said blushing, looking at Song Yaze with evasive eyes.

"If I remember correctly, you have celebrated your birthday five times in the six months we have known each other."

Song Yaze exposed Qiu Ying's lies and looked at him leisurely.

"But today is really my birthday! Really! Can you spend it with me? I'll take you to eat cake, take you to the movies, and I ordered a bouquet of flowers for you, which will be delivered in a while!"

Qiu Ying looked at Song Yaze pitifully, like a puppy wagging its tail.

"Qiu Ying, there is something I want to explain to you." Song Yaze looked at Qiu Ying and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"You... you said."

Qiu Ying felt that his face was hot immediately, and a stream of blood rushed straight up from his body to his face. He had a premonition of what Song Yaze was going to say next, and his heart suddenly felt like a drum beating, excited and nervous at the same time.

Song Yaze paused, and looked at Qiu Ying with some seriousness. He wanted to explain everything directly, but he couldn't bear to see Qiu Ying's appearance, so he had to change his words and say:

"I'm a guy who doesn't like what these little girls like."

"Then what do you like? I can definitely buy it! My dad likes antique jade wares the most. If you want, I can bring you a box!" Qiu Ying said excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

Song Yaze shook his head, met Qiu Ying's gaze, and said seriously:

"Qiu Ying, you are too young now, you don't know what liking is."

This sentence exploded in Qiu Ying's ears like a thunderbolt.Qiu Ying felt his world spinning, and everything around him suddenly became terribly quiet. He suddenly wanted to run away, but his feet seemed unable to move.

"No...I'm already...an adult."

Qiu Ying's complexion was complex, and he sensed Song Yaze's refusal. This feeling was like being buried in countless ice cubes, and he was extremely disappointed.

He stared blankly at Song Yaze, and said with difficulty:

"I'm just two years younger than you...I...I..." Qiu Ying faltered, and what she said was also confusing.He suddenly wanted to cry, and a pungent feeling stuck in his throat.

"Qiu Ying," Song Yaze said calmly, "thank you."

"I don't want you to thank me!"

Qiu Ying was a little hurt, he growled and said:

"I listened to you and went to school, my hair was dyed black, my old clothes were thrown away, and I didn't go to see them anymore! But I didn't want your thanks for doing this! You should know! I like... "

"Qiu Ying!" Song Yaze interrupted him loudly, "Stop talking! I'll make you a beer."

As he spoke, he opened the bottle cap in a panic and handed Qiu Ying a bottle.

Seeing Song Yaze's secretive expression, Qiu Ying felt that her slightly frantic heart immediately settled down.He was really obedient to Song Yaze, and he didn't want things to go against his wishes.

He took the beer, gulped down half of the bottle in one breath, and forced the beer back into his stomach with the words that he had almost wanted to say but had been suppressed in his heart for half a year.

"Today is really my birthday."

Qiu Ying took out her ID card from her wallet, pointed to the date of birth on it and said to Song Yaze.He has calmed down, but his mood can be described as loss.

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the private room was opened, and a thin middle-aged man walked in carrying a cake box. The box was quite large, and the cake inside should not be small.

"Qiu Ying..." The man looked at the address on the cake box and tentatively read the name on it, "Is this the cake you want?"

"En." Qiu Ying nodded, signed, and the man left with the form.

Qiu Ying carefully pulled the cake out of the box.The shape of the cake is very weird. There is a racing car made of chocolate cream on it, which is entrenched on the whole cake, which is very cool.

"Handsome?!" Qiu Ying looked at the cake and said proudly.

Song Yaze smiled, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the phone ringing.He answered the phone with Qiu Ying's expectant eyes. It turned out that he was here to send flowers, but he couldn't find his way when he came, so Song Yaze had to go downstairs to find him.

"You asked me to be a big man to hold a bouquet of flowers?" Song Yaze hung up the phone, looking helplessly at Qiu Ying who was smiling erratically.

"Hey! They are waiting for you! Go!" Qiu Ying's smile revealed a hint of cunning.