Zha Shou was attacked by ghosts and animals

A smooth and melodious sound of the piano, ding ding dong dong, poured out from Chen Jiheng's fingers, filling the [-] square meters of the home.

Today is the weekend, the late spring wind mixed with the fragrance of weeds floats in freely through the open window, carelessly hovers over Chen Jiheng's head, and then flies away again.

Chen Xin went to make up classes, and Chen's father, who often worked overtime, was resting at home today.Chen Jiheng tapped the keys mechanically, his thoughts had already flown to an unknown distance.

Chen Jiheng doesn't like playing the piano, and it can even be said that the piano is the thing he hates the most in his life.But it is the piano, which has filled his few spare time from the age of 4 to the present.The reason is that Chen's mother believes that all children should know the same musical instrument, which can cultivate their aesthetic taste and cultivate their sentiment.So Chen Jiheng learned the piano, while Chen Xin learned the pipa.

Chen Jiheng couldn't guess how much Chen Xin loved Pipa.That girl learned not to show her emotions when she was very young. Maybe she is as bored as herself, but she will never express it.

Chen Jiheng didn't know it either, why did he express it?It's useless to express, there is nothing else but punishment.God knows that Chen Jiheng hated the piano and even had the urge to chop it into pieces with an axe.

But it's just impulsive.

Today, Chen Jiheng finds a very special joy in playing the piano - he can imagine freely without control, unconstrained style, and get a short rest.Anyway, Father Chen just asked him to practice the piano, but he didn't know much about music himself.

Chen Jiheng let his fingers bang on the keys, each note was extremely accurate, but without emotion.He knew the song "For Alice" so well that he could play it perfectly even when he fell asleep.This is the smooth and melodious piano sound that Chen's father and Chen mother asked him to work with, flowing out from Chen Jiheng's fingers, filling the [-] square meters of the home.

Today is the weekend, the late spring wind mixed with the fragrance of weeds floats in freely through the open window, carelessly hovers over Chen Jiheng's head, and then flies away again.

Chen Xin went to make up classes, and Chen's father, who often worked overtime, was resting at home today.Chen Jiheng tapped the keys mechanically, his thoughts had already flown to an unknown distance.

Chen Jiheng doesn't like playing the piano, and it can even be said that the piano is the thing he hates the most in his life.But it is the piano, which has filled his few spare time from the age of 4 to the present.The reason is that Chen's mother believes that all children should know the same musical instrument, which can cultivate their aesthetic taste and cultivate their sentiment.So Chen Jiheng learned the piano, while Chen Xin learned the pipa.

Chen Jiheng couldn't guess how much Chen Xin loved Pipa.That girl learned not to show her emotions when she was very young. Maybe she is as bored as herself, but she will never express it.

Chen Jiheng didn't know it either, why did he express it?It's useless to express, there is nothing else but punishment.God knows that Chen Jiheng hated the piano and even had the urge to chop it into pieces with an axe.

But it's just impulsive.

Today, Chen Jiheng finds a very special joy in playing the piano - he can imagine freely without control, unconstrained style, and get a short rest.Anyway, Father Chen just asked him to practice the piano, but he didn't know much about music himself.

Chen Jiheng let his fingers bang on the keys, each note was extremely accurate, but without emotion.He knew the song "For Alice" so well that he could play it perfectly even when he fell asleep.This is the piece that Chen's father and mother asked him to play most often in front of his colleagues and classmates. Because many people have listened to it, it is easy to resonate, so it is too vulgar.

In Chen Jiheng's mind, he was thinking about the recent events, such as being sued, taking revenge on his math teacher, making friends with Sun Jianjun, stealing scrolls, and reviewing the meeting.Scenes are like a thrilling light comedy, Chen Jiheng can't deny that he got a kind of pleasure that he never had before.

I remember reading in a book that the measure of a person's true character depends on what he will do when he knows that no one will ever find out.

Chen Jiheng scoffed at this sentence, what are you doing?There are no exceptions for evil.On the contrary, another sentence made him feel the same, that is, "Once a person has superhuman abilities, the first thing he wants to try is definitely a crime."

In the bright and joyful atmosphere, Chen Jiheng played the last note and let out a sigh of relief.Suddenly hearing the phone ring, Chen Jiheng walked over to pick it up, and Sun Jianjun's voice unexpectedly came out of the receiver: "Hello, I want to find Chen Jiheng."

"I am."

Sun Jianjun became happy: "Haha, I guessed that your kid must be at home."

Chen Jiheng curled his lips. In fact, he was not at home more often. It was a coincidence today: "What do you want from me?"

Father Chen's question came from the room: "Who is it?"

Chen Jiheng covered the microphone and replied loudly: "My classmate, ask about the class time of the physics cram school."

"Oh." Father Chen stopped talking.Chen Jiheng let go of the microphone and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"It's a good thing." Sun Jianjun drew out his voice with a tired and lazy tone.Chen Jiheng could almost see his loose appearance, "May I invite you to watch a movie?"

"Watching a movie?" Chen Jiheng frowned. This kind of entertainment can only be enjoyed when the school organizes a group viewing. He immediately retorted, "No, I don't have time."

"Oh." Sun Jianjun disapproved, "I know you are busy, college student, it won't take long."

"I really don't have time, the evening self-study meeting is very late, and I have to study on weekends."

"Cut." Sun Jianjun lay on his back on the soft sofa, shaking his feet, "In the words of the teacher, time is like water in a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some."

Chen Jiheng laughed. Sun Jianjun said such inspirational words in a cynical tone, which was very joyful.

"Hey, I have a good idea. Why don't you go to self-study tomorrow night and go out to watch a movie with me."

"Huh?" Chen Jiheng subconsciously said, "This is not good."

"What's wrong. You study so well, are you still missing a self-study class?"

Chen Jiheng turned his head and peeked at his father's room, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

"That's it." Sun Jianjun didn't give him a chance to refute, "I'll wait for you at the school gate tomorrow night."

"Afternoon, self-study class in the afternoon." Chen Jiheng quickly reflected in his mind that if his parents didn't work overtime at night, it wouldn't be easy to hide it.

"Okay, afternoon. I'll risk my life to be with you, see you soon." Sun Jianjun laughed and put down the phone.

For this movie, Chen Jiheng started to lay the groundwork as soon as he got up in the morning. He deliberately got up a little late, saying that he had a headache.My mother is a doctor, so it is very difficult to pretend to be sick, and it is not good to say that it hurts anywhere.He was afraid that if his mother asked him to lie on the bed and press it twice, it would be bad if he found out that he was lying.Headache is a foolproof disease. You can’t press it, you can’t see it, it can be big or small, and you can use it as an excuse that you are too tired from studying or that you didn’t sleep well at night.

Father Chen was busy with work, so he didn't pay much attention to it.Chen's mother touched his forehead in a hurry, and said, "If you don't have a fever, just observe and observe. You can't take a piece of paracetamol." Everyone thought that there was a doctor at home, and he would take care of him meticulously when he was sick. misunderstanding.Just because he is a doctor, he doesn't pay much attention to common minor illnesses. He just gives you some medicine and rubs it twice, and it's over; If there are too many, if you see through it, you will feel that it is useless.

Chen Jiheng went to class as usual, and asked the class teacher for leave before the afternoon self-study class. He said he had a headache and wanted to go home to rest for a while, and come back to the evening self-study.The teacher was greatly moved by his hard-working spirit, and kept saying: "If you are really uncomfortable, don't come here, and have a good sleep."

The math teacher next to him chimed in: "That's right, that's right, no, I'll call your dad."

Chen Jiheng showed a grateful and weak smile: "Thank you teacher."

He slowly walked down the stairs holding the guardrail, walked out of the school gate, turned a corner and saw Sun Jianjun who was waiting in the distance.

Sun Jianjun invited Chen Jiheng to watch a movie, sincerely.He weighed it in his heart, and felt that the two times he stabbed the math teacher's bicycle could definitely not be compared with Chen Jiheng's stealing the roll paper, and asking Chen Jiheng for entertainment as a thank you gift was due.

Sun Jianjun's family is rich, and his father is just such a son, and he will never treat him badly. He will give five yuan today and ten yuan tomorrow, and he is never short of money to spend.With those brothers, I often treat guests.He has quite the essence of martial arts novels and Hong Kong movie gangsters, not talking about money, but about feelings.

According to Sun Jianjun's intention, Chen Jiheng had to be invited to watch a small movie, which means to be a little colorful.Small movies with color are the best small movies in Sun Jianjun's opinion. If you watch a movie without color, why watch it?

This idea was criticized by the boss Luo He: "You look like a rascal? You have a dirty face, hurry up and clean up your little only child thoughts. Do you think Chen Jiheng is you? People look down on you You have to be classy to invite him, understand?! No prospect!"

Sun Jianjun frowned, frowning, and after listening to the scolding, he decided to watch "Young and Dangerous" after much deliberation.

There are no regular movie theaters showing this stuff, so if you want to watch it, you have to go to the video hall.As soon as Chen Jiheng entered the door of the video hall, he wrinkled his nose.Smell of smoke, sweat, dirt, all kinds of smells, Chen Jiheng tried his best to reduce the number of breaths, picked up a clean chair and sat down, waiting for the movie to start.

Sun Jianjun was very thoughtful, afraid that Chen Jiheng would not be able to understand it if he hadn't been exposed to it before, so he specially selected the first part of "Young and Dangerous", "People in the Jianghu".It can be said that this series of movies can be called classics even in Hong Kong, where new movies are booming, let alone in mainland China, where the amateur culture was relatively backward at that time.

Chen Jiheng fell into it after watching it for 5 minutes. Everything around him didn't exist, except for the tiny spot of light in front of him.Men have an instinctive yearning for blood and passion. They love this kind of film and this kind of novel precisely because of the many restrictions in real life.There, they can get rid of the shackles of reality, do whatever they want, and be invincible.They became characters in the play, crying and laughing together, and being brave together without fear.

This kind of influence is so far-reaching that when Chen Jiheng hears the familiar melody many years later, his blood will boil and his thoughts will surge.It's just that he had achieved success and fame at that time, and perhaps more, it was the memory of the youth that could not be looked back.

Sun Jianjun was a little proud.He had to tell Chen Jiheng the following plots nervously, and he had to introduce everyone who came out, wishing he could finish all the next few movies at once.

After 15 minutes, Chen Jiheng stared at him.

This glance was like a sword, nailing Sun Jianjun to the stool, he opened his mouth, but fell silent.

Sun Jianjun belatedly realized that he was hated by others. He had a good temper and didn't feel annoyed. He just scratched his head and laughed.The aftertaste of that glance after laughing still lingered on the irises, and suddenly I felt that Chen Jiheng and Luo He had similar aura at that time, and the sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Sun Jianjun blinked, he thought, how can it be compared?Boss, who is that character?Chen Jiheng, well, he is a bit courageous, but at best he is a four-eyed little rooster with only courage.

Sun Jianjun laughed secretly, seeing Chen Jiheng staring intently at the screen, his fair face showing a deep silhouette under the flickering light.His back is straight, with a clean and stubborn taste.

Sun Jianjun involuntarily shrank back into the chair, with a kitten scratching his heart.He slicked his hair, regretting regretfully, he might as well take Chen Jiheng to watch a small movie with sex.