MTL - The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993-Chapter 35 , fell in love with someone

  Chapter 35, I fell in love with someone

   Just looking at the amount, he can earn so much in a week. He is still quite satisfied, and he can't help but feel better.

   Wei Wei couldn't help but ask after reading the letter, "I see that people are praising you throughout, why are you still so angry?"

   Zhang Xuan took the remittance slip, and then Lao Shen sat down across from the desk and said, "Lao Ban, you always think of others as good as yourself.

   Little did those guys praise me, they just wanted to coax me to work for them cheaply. It’s been almost a year since spring and autumn. I went from being penniless at the beginning to becoming a popular fried chicken now, and the payment for writing has not changed. Isn’t this bullying? "

Wei Wei laughed and comforted: "I don't understand what's going on between you, but now you earn more money than me in January, so don't complain to me. How's it going, you've made money again, Treat me to an egg fried rice?"

   Hearing the three words "egg fried rice", Zhang Xuan suddenly thought of the way people play badminton in single clothes.

   sin, sin!

As soon as    thought of deserting, Zhang Xuan hurriedly corrected the evil wind.

   Fuck it, it's really enough!

  I have tasted meat in my last life, but now I have an unopened body, who can stand it?

  Egg fried rice is not cheap, it costs 80 cents a piece. Fortunately, the store did not cheat and play slippery, and the weight was sufficient.

   After ordering, Zhang Xuan sat down and asked, "You didn't have dinner today?"

   Wei Wei nodded and shook her head: "Actually, I also brought a bowl, but I didn't have a good appetite at that time, so I didn't eat a few mouthfuls."

   Zhang Xuan guessed: "Tired of school meals?"

   "I always eat those kinds of dishes every year. I'm tired of eating. Now I eat so that I don't get hungry." Wei Wei said.

   "Then do it yourself."

   "I can't do it, it's not as good as the school."

   "Well, you are rich and noble, so you can only come out to eat."

   "It's okay to come out and eat my salary once or twice, but I can't afford to spend more."

   At this time, the egg fried rice came up. One person took a pair of disposable chopsticks and tore them open, and slowly started eating.

When the boss left, Zhang Xuan jokingly said: "Isn't your number one suitor working in the Land and Resources Bureau? You can't afford to pay for this, so you just tell him, "Just like you, don't want to eat swan meat". ."

   Wei Wei took a bite and replied with a smile: "That's not possible, I still have to keep one spare tire, in case I want to get married someday."

   Having a late night snack, Zhang Xuan touched his stomach and felt very comfortable.

  Wei Wei rushed to pay the bill, and the reason was extremely strong. People said to him: I will not feel embarrassed if I go back and forth.

  We have classes during the day and do the quizzes at night. The end of April will soon pass.

   After looking around for three months, Zhang Xuan still did not wait for any news from Ruan Dezhi, and his firm belief at the beginning was shaken.

   He is very depressed now. He has more than 5,700 yuan in his small treasury, but he can't make money with money.

   At the same time, I also thought in my heart that the college entrance examination is still two months away. Since Ruan Dezhi is so unreliable, he has to find another way to earn some money during the summer vacation.

  Drawing on the grass paper to straighten out the thoughts of making a fortune in the summer vacation, Zhang Xuancai sighed heavily.

   At this time, Mi Jian, who was at the same table, sent a note: You have been depressed all night, have you encountered trouble?

   Zhang Xuan replied with one word: Yes.

  Mi Jian stared at the word "yes" for a few seconds, but couldn't figure it out, and then wrote: Is it from home?

   Zhang Xuanhui: No, his own.

  Mi hesitated for a few seconds and wrote: If you don't mind, you can tell me.

   Zhang Xuan wrote: If you say it, will you comfort others?

  See you back: I will try, but I should be a qualified listener.

   Zhang Xuan glanced at the good-looking side at the same table, and couldn't help but write: It's not a big deal, it's just that I'm getting old, the boss is not young, and I like someone.

  Mi Jian was silent for three seconds in front of the note, then put the note in the desk, brushed the math problem, and didn't return.

   This old man, Zhang Xuan, didn't give up, he found a blank piece of paper and wrote: Look, I've talked about my troubles, and you're not comforted. I've never seen you like this. When an old friend is in trouble, you don't want to enlighten me?

  Mi Jian was in a trance for a moment, and then put the note away again, but this time, instead of burying his head in the question, he tilted his head and stared into his eyes, looking quietly, staring at him...

   At this moment, Zhang Xuan felt that she was like a snow lotus on an iceberg, holy and inhuman. But the next second, I felt that Mi Jian's face was unique, like anger or anger.

   But after a closer look, he felt that there was nothing, his face was flat, as if what appeared just now was an illusion.

On the contrary, Mi Jian's eyes seem to have changed slowly in his perspective. It is no longer the same as before. It seems to have become a bottomless black hole, and the blackness is spinning and giving off a dark halo. It's like sucking people in and grinding it, making people panic.

   His eyes met. Zhang Xuan, who had been in a stalemate for two minutes, was the first to retreat. His eyes were dry and he was really afraid of this woman.

   At the same time, he also discovered that something was wrong with him: I don't know which of his nerves was wrong after he was reborn. Every time he saw this tablemate, why did he always have so many frivolous thoughts?

   Pretending not to know that the woman beside him was still holding him to see, Zhang Xuan took a math paper and made it.

Seeing him pretending to be calm, Mi Jian, who had always been expressionless, quietly changed, a faint smile appeared on his face, but the next second he quickly restrained the smile, looked away, and continued to do question. As if nothing happened just now.

   On the last three days of April, the school conducted the third mock exam for the college entrance examination this semester.

   As usual, Zhang Xuan felt that he did well in the test.

During the    period, Zhang Xuan met Xiwen, who was the first in the liberal arts. The two met in the corridor, and there was no envious picture of the enemy meeting.

   On the contrary, when people saw him, they subconsciously paused back, with a strong sense of self-protection.

   Later, she might have noticed that she had overreacted, so her eyes swayed on him, as if she had caught a glimpse of the air, and passed by.

   Not bad, this girl's self-cultivation skills are really good. The justifications that were thought up in an instant were useless, and the old man was in a particularly good mood.

   As a rule, after taking the exam, there is a three-day monthly leave. Gathered at the entrance of the rockery, a group of friends gathered to eat lunch and then dispersed, each went back to their own homes, each looking for their own mother.

  Yang Yongjian plans to go back to his hometown again, and this time he asks Zhang Xuan, "Do you want me to bring money to your mother?"

"it is good."

   Zhang Xuan also handed her 300 yuan and asked, "Aren't you curious about how I got the money?"

  Yang Yongjian replied calmly: "I have already asked Shuangling."

   Zhang Xuan reminded: "Then you are not surprised?"

  Yang Yongjian said: "Why should I be surprised and give you a chance to show off in front of me?"

   Zhang Xuan, "…"

   (end of this chapter)