Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

"Fan Xia, Fan Xia, wake up..."

In the dark night, Fan Xia slept soundly, and he didn't know what kind of dream he was dreaming. As he opened his mouth, he vaguely felt that someone was pushing him.

He subconsciously wanted to turn on the bedside lamp, but he realized that the dormitory stipulates that the lights are turned off at ten o'clock, except for the corridor and the toilet where the electricity is cut off.

Fortunately, the curtains in their dormitory were not very thick, and with the moonlight that almost came in secretly, they could finally see clearly the people standing below.

"Ding Zheyang, what do you want to do if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

He grunted, turned around with his pillow in his arms, intending to continue the sweet dream just now.

Just now he dreamed that the military training was over, he and Xiaobei returned to the Workers' New Village, and Uncle Ning cooked a table of delicious dishes to reward them.There is his favorite squirrel mandarin fish, Xiaobei's favorite scallion chicken, and Uncle Ning's homemade French fries, which are delicious and crispy, a hundred times better than McDonald's.

They were eating here, and Chang Leyun was dancing beside her, which was the peacock dance she danced during the military training break today.The white skirt spread out like a peacock's tail, a bit like Yang Liping.

After eating, my uncle asked them to sit still and let him wash the dishes by himself, and let them watch TV after eating the fruit.

As a result, the fruit here has not been served yet, and this "poke air bag" messed everything up.

"Fan Xia, don't sleep, look over there..."

Ding Zheyang was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to wake Ning Xiaobei who was already asleep, so he had to push Fan Xia hard again.

"Huh? Where's this guy?"

Fan Xia was so annoyed by him, he had no choice but to turn around and look across, and found that the mat on the lower bunk opposite was empty.

"Go to the toilet?"

He raised his eyebrows curiously.

They were talking about Jiangnan who shared the dormitory.

The attached high school is really good to the students. The newly built dormitory is a four-person room, which is much more spacious than the six-person room when Ning Xiaobei went to university.The school provides each student with a wardrobe and a desk.Four desks are put together in the middle of the room.

On the day of registration, the three of them rushed to the school from the ancient town in the afternoon.This time it was quite lucky, the three students who graduated from No. [-] Middle School were not only assigned to the same class, but even shared the dormitory together, Fan Xia was so happy that he almost jumped up.

When I opened the door, I saw that the lower bunk next to the window had been occupied, and an unattractive boy was taking a nap.

This dormitory hasn't been cleaned properly since the last class of students left, leaving a lot of rubbish behind, the dust is flying everywhere, and I don't know how he can sleep.

Now that one bed was occupied, the remaining three were theirs.

Fan Xia offered to sleep on Ning Xiaobei's upper bunk, then raised his chin at Ding Zheyang, signaling him to go to the opposite side.

After the beds were allocated, the three of them began to make the beds and clean the quilts.

Fan Xia really didn't know anything about this kind of thing, even if everyone got into the quilt cover, he still couldn't get the four quilt corners done.Ning Xiaobei really couldn't see it, so he threw him a broom to sweep the floor, and covered the quilts of the three of them by himself.

They climbed up and down here, fetching water and mopping the ground.The students in Ding Zheyang's lower bunk naturally couldn't take a nap.

He first jumped out of bed and lost his temper, then opened the dormitory door and walked out without even introducing himself.Fan Xia was so angry that he almost beat someone on the first day of registration.

At the class meeting the next morning, they realized that this weird classmate was called Jiangnan.

"Jiangnan didn't go to the toilet. I went to the toilet to check, and there was no one."

Ding Zheyang said in a low voice.

He glanced down at Ning Xiaobei to make sure he wasn't woken up by him.

Ning Xiaobei has not been in good health since he came out of the temple that day. He said he had a cold, but the symptoms were not the same.

The day before yesterday was the first day of military training, and before the coach started teaching goose steps, Ning Xiaobei suddenly passed out.Today's training has only been practiced for half a day, and he has been sitting under the shade of a tree to rest.

If it weren't for his pale face and cold sweat all over his body, the instructor would have suspected that this student was deliberately pretending to be ill to avoid training.

Teacher Gu, the teacher in charge, was also very frightened.On the day he reported for duty, he had heard Ning Jianguo say that his son was in poor health and had asthma, and he didn't know he was so weak.The schoolwork in high school is much heavier than that in junior high school. Although this student's grades are good, it may be difficult for his body to keep up.

Although Ning Xiaobei persisted in the next two days of training, he went to bed early every night and was very tired at first sight, so the two of them naturally didn't dare to disturb him.

Ding Zheyang stood on tiptoe and whispered into Fan Xia's ear, "He did the same thing yesterday. He went out around twelve o'clock and didn't come back until six o'clock in the morning."

Because of past experience, Ding Zheyang is more sensitive than ordinary people.Sleeping is also very alert, and will wake up immediately if there is any trouble.

Fan Xia frowned upon hearing this.

"How long has he been gone?"

"About 5 minutes."

"I gonna go see……"

Fan Xia also felt that something was wrong.He carefully climbed down from the upper bunk, put on his underwear, and tiptoed out.

About half an hour later, Fan Xia opened the door and came back.Ding Zheyang almost fell asleep when he got up in a jerk.

"How about it?"

"Shh, take it easy."

Fan Xia took off his clothes and climbed back to the upper bunk with an excited expression on his face.

"The uncle in charge of the dormitory below is not doing anything at all. He fell asleep with the TV on. Just pull the door of the dormitory building and you can get out."

"Where are the Jiangnan people?"

"It turns out that when you leave the school and go east, it's the X University that is very lively. There are restaurants, billiard halls, bars, and Internet cafes."

Fan Xia felt that he had made a lot of money tonight, that he had discovered a new continent.

Because there is no entrance and exit door on the east side, these freshmen don't know that the school is as deserted as the monk temple in the mountain, and there is such a colorful world outside, and they think they are really isolated from the world.

"Jiangnan went online. It should be playing games all night."

Fan Xia said disdainfully.

His father, Fan Jian, closed down the disc rental store a year ago. He didn’t know where he heard that Internet cafes made money. He tripled the original area of ​​the disc rental store and bought more than 50 computers of the latest model at that time. .Invited a young man who is good at computers and networks to be the network administrator, and opened a "Xia Ke Xing" Internet cafe with great vigor.

Internet cafes are the most fashionable thing nowadays.You must know that home computers are not yet popular at all. Even if you buy a computer at home, not everyone can afford ADSL.

Most people want to surf the Internet, and that can only be dialed through the phone.Every time I dialed the number, the sound of "zizikaka" was so annoying that my teeth hurt, and the speed was even more indescribable.Apart from chatting in the chat room, reading the news, checking emails, and digging mines, I really can't do anything.

Fan Jian spent a lot of money investing in Internet cafes, and even brought out his original advantages of renting disc stores.Not to mention a bunch of movies and TV shows in every computer, all kinds of fashionable games at that time, such as "CS Counter-Strike", "Legend", "Legend of Sword and Fairy" are all installed.

Fan Jian has a dark heart, and charges 10 yuan an hour, so he is still like a cloud, and it is too late to collect money every day.Fan Xia went home several times, but was dragged by him to be a temporary network administrator.It is said to be a network administrator, but in fact it is to turn on a machine for someone and register an ID card.

Fan Xia originally liked playing games the most, but he never had a moment of peace sitting there.Standing up to collect money for a while, making instant noodles for people, and coming down again and again, no matter how fun the game is, I feel boring.

Moreover, the Internet cafe was smoky, full of the smell of smoke and braised beef noodles, every time he came out of the Internet cafe, he had to take a shower and change his clothes before going to play with Ning Xiaobei, he couldn't help but feel very boring and troublesome.

As for Ning Xiaobei, after going to Fan Jian's Internet cafe once and seeing these "big hunchback" monitors and retro-looking scroll wheel mice, he felt as if he had returned to the Stone Age.

Ning Jianguo asked him if he wanted to buy a computer at home, but Ning Xiaobei rejected it with both hands and feet.

Just kidding, once I open and close my eyes, I can go back and play games on my mobile phone. Who cares about this thing—the point is that this thing is very expensive in this era, and a computer with an Intel Pentium 4 processor can sell for five or six thousand—— — That was 2000 yuan in 5000!

Playing games requires crowds. If Ning Xiaobei doesn't play, Fan Xia finds it even more boring.

So he really couldn't figure out how someone would act like a thief for playing games in an Internet cafe, and even go out in the middle of the night.It made him nervous too.

Early the next morning, when Fan Xia got up, he saw that Jiang Nan had already put on the camouflage uniform for military training, and rushed to the next bedroom.

This person is very strange, he gets along well with the people in his dormitory, but he gets along well with the students in the two dormitories next door.I've only known the neighbor next door for two days, and I've already become brothers.Whether eating or taking a bath at night, they all act together with the people who sleep next door.I don't know where the three of them offended him.

"so……"

In the school cafeteria, Ning Xiaobei listened to Fan Xia and Ding Zheyang's description, and felt that this matter was a bit strange.

For him, the life in the attached middle school is completely unfamiliar, unlike in the No. [-] middle school before, no matter whether it is a teacher or a classmate, many of them have met in the "real world", so he can still get a general idea.

"Jiangnan..."

He should have never met this person before, otherwise such a unique name would definitely leave an impression on him.

Ning Xiaobei patted his head, the faint pain from the parallel world still couldn't dissipate.

He had a premonition that in the "real world" Fan Xia could not wake up for a long time, and the key to solving the problem should be in this world.

Is this Jiangnan the variable?

The three of them had breakfast and went back to the dormitory to rest. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Jiang Nan facing them, rummaging around on the bed where Ding Zheyang was sleeping.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head abruptly, showing a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Hey, you guys are back... I just saw Ding Zheyang's bed sheet curled up, so help him straighten it."

Fan Xia didn't believe his nonsense at all, and was about to step forward to question him, but he didn't expect Ding Zheyang to be one step ahead of him.

"Thank you, student Jiangnan."

Ding Zheyang smiled slightly.

Ding Zheyang flew to Japan in the first half of the summer vacation, had laser vision correction surgery, and finally removed his pair of big black-rimmed eyes with lenses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, revealing his true colors.

Just like what their former classmate Zhuang Li who wrote "A Class of Beautiful Boys" said, Ding Zheyang looks very delicate.But Fan Xia absolutely does not admit that he looks better than him.

In Fan Xia's words, this kid may have eaten too much Japanese instant noodles, and he looks a bit like "little Japan". .

Sure enough, Ding Zheyang's half-smiling expression made Jiang Nan very uncomfortable. The muscles on his face lifted abnormally, which was a response to his thanks, and then picked up the hat on the table and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

"See if there's anything missing."

Ning Xiaobei said hurriedly.

The three of them searched their respective beds and cabinets, and they were relieved to make sure that nothing was lost.

At this time, the instructor's whistle came from downstairs, informing everyone to go downstairs to gather.

"Hurry up, the class that gathers | last will be punished to run off the playground. The last classmate who is late will perform for everyone, hurry up!"

The instructor blew his whistle and clapped his hands, and drove the children to the playground like chickens.Fan Xia ran all the way screaming and mixed into the crowd, looked back and found that Ning Xiaobei was gone.

"Look to the right!"

shouted the instructor.

"Where's my boss?"

"I don't know. Didn't I come down with you?"

Ding Zheyang shook his head, turned his head to the right, and moved forward with small steps.

The squares were quickly arranged one by one. Looking down from the leading exercise platform, their row was obviously missing a corner compared to others, which was very eye-catching.

The instructor frowned and poked his waist, ready to see who was so careless, and he had to teach him a lesson.

"Oh, where did the boss go? I'm so anxious."

Fan Xia stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction of the bedroom.

Almost 3 minutes later, under the gaze of almost all the students in the grade, Ning Xiaobei appeared like a superstar that everyone was looking forward to.

He walked at a leisurely pace, with a weak smile on his lips, walked up to the instructor with a bad face and shouted a report.

"Report to the instructor. I suddenly felt uncomfortable when I went out just now, and I sat down for a while. It delayed everyone's gathering|gathering."

Ning Xiaobei stood straight, spoke sincerely, and matched with his pale complexion and almost bloodless lips, he looked very convincing.

The instructor who wanted to teach him a lesson just now nodded helplessly and asked him to join the queue quickly.

He was so impressed by this male classmate, he passed out on the first day of military training, he was simply the male version of "Sister Lin", so he was dragged by his superiors to teach him a lesson.

These dolls are students, not real soldiers, and cannot be treated as expected of recruits.Moreover, these only children in Shanghai are precious, they are the "little emperors" and "little princesses" of the family, and they really cannot afford to pay for any mistakes.

Ning Xiaobei was about to walk into the queue, but someone in the crowd yelled, "Didn't you say you're going to put on a show!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone booed, clapped their hands, and screamed strangely, and the instructor blew several whistles before calming down.

"This classmate... what do you think?"

The instructor spread his hands, making it clear that he didn't want to care.

"Then let me sing a song for you."

Ning Xiaobei was not the kind of thin-skinned middle school student. He walked up to the stage at the front of the playground, raised the microphone, and said with a smile, "I'll sing "Hotel California" for everyone."

As he spoke, he held the microphone in his left hand, snapped two fingers with his right hand, and began to sing a cappella slowly.

"Onadarkdeserthighwaycoolwindinmyhair..."

The singing voice is melodious and melodious, with the unique husky voice of a developing boy, it has a beautiful and desolate flavor.

The boys who were booing below gradually stopped screaming, and beat the time together with Dian'er.

Fan Xia seemed to know Ning Xiaobei for the first time, he raised his head and stared at Ning Xiaobei through the crowd.

He closed his eyes when he sang the chorus, and his eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was not singing, but sighing.

The summer sun shone on the boy's almost transparent cheeks and the fingers holding the microphone, as if shining on a piece of white jade.

At the end of the song, Ning Xiaobei blinked, said thank you softly, and then jumped off the stage.

Immediately, there was thunderous applause and whistles came and went.

"Who is he? Who is that boy?"

"It's Ning Xiaobei from Class [-], that weak chicken who passed out the day before yesterday."

"What's 'Weak Chicken', it's clearly 'Pretty Boy'?"

Obviously, Ning Xiaobei's behavior just now has won the love of a lot of girls. It seems that in the next few days, his high school life will be extraordinarily exciting.

"What, are you stupid?"

Ning Xiaobei returned to the team and bumped Fan Xia with his shoulder.

"Am I handsome just now?"

He originally thought that Fan Xia would definitely get on him, at least he would raise his hands above his head and shout "My boss is the most handsome".

Who knew that the kid just nodded, and then turned his head aside.

If Ning Xiaobei looked to the side again, he would see a suspicious blush floating on his dark cheeks.

It's a pity that even the person involved didn't know, it was just that the sun was too hot today, making people feel hot all over.

The next training was very boring, nothing more than standing in a military posture, walking in unison and breaking down the movements in forward steps.The weather was extremely hot, and the entire playground was like a huge iron plate, steaming hot from the sun, and even the ground was twisted.

Finally, when it was time for a break, the children rushed to the shade, where there were watermelon and mung bean salt water popsicles prepared by the head teacher.

Fan Xia unpacked the popsicle and handed it to Ning Xiaobei, before he could say a few words to him.A group of girls rushed over and squeezed little Heipi out violently.

"Ning Xiaobei, you sing really well."

"Ning Xiaobei, what English songs do you still sing? Can you copy the lyrics to me later?"

"Ning Xiaobei, why can't you get a tan? Look, I've only been in the sun for two days. My mother, it's like farming..."

"Hey, hey..."

Fan Xia took the popsicle and tried to squeeze back several times, but all failed.

The fighting power of the girls is really terrifying.

Ding Zheyang leaned against the big tree and bit a popsicle, smiling at the scene in front of him.

He now puts on a smiling face all day long, as if he wants to make up for the smile he has had in the past few years.

Fan Xia squatted helplessly on the ground, took off his hat and fanned the wind.

He suddenly heard a commotion from the class next door, he turned around and saw a few boys surrounding their head teacher, pointing here.

Fan Xia put the popsicle stick in his mouth, frowned and stood up.

After a while, not only the class next door, but also the head teachers of several other classes appeared on the playground, forming a circle with the instructors in charge of their respective classes, chatting about something.Everyone has serious expressions, and looks in the direction of their class from time to time.

Ding Zheyang and Chang Leyun also felt that something serious happened, they walked up to Fan Xia with vigilant faces.

Both of them have experienced campus bullying, so they are extra sensitive, Fan Xia wordlessly opened his arms to protect them behind him.

"Ning Xiaobei from Class [-], come out."

Unexpectedly, the teachers were not targeting them.

The instructor in charge of their class held hands in Ning Xiaobei's direction, "Your teacher has something to ask you."

The author has something to say:

After this matter is resolved, Fan Xia can wake up.