After that, I didn't know how to talk, but it was the boy with little yellow hair in the physical education class next door who came to Lin Yaya after class, and the two didn't know what to say in the corridor outside the classroom, which made Lin Yaya giggle, but Zhang Xiaoming leaned on the corridor railing like a goose, his eyes drifted into the distance, but he was thinking about how to talk to Lin Yaya.

Ten minutes of rest time passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoming still didn't expect the correct posture to open the chatterbox, and he was unwilling to be a stuffy gourd, when it came to class time, Zhang Xiaoming had nothing to say, "How to solve this math problem?"

Lin Yaya was holding a small mirror, wiping her face with a bottle of unknown foundation in her hand, she glanced at it when she heard it, shook her head, and muttered in a low voice, "Teacher, remind me if you look at this." ”

Zhang Xiaoming suddenly didn't know how to continue, so he could only stare at the math teacher, so that the math teacher nodded approvingly at him when he got out of class, this kid is highly focused.

After class, the boys in the physical education class next door came to Lin Yaya again, and Zhang Xiaoming saw that he took the initiative to take her small mirror, so that Lin Yaya could see herself from all angles, and it was much easier to put on makeup.

A few days later, several classmates got together to chat during recess, and Lin Yaya asked Zhang Xiaoming with a smile: What is your father doing?

Zhang Xiaoming beat the drum in his heart, could he be honest?

In just a few seconds, Zhang Xiaoming exerted his IQ to the extreme, mustered up courage, and said: "My father runs a factory. ”

As soon as these words came out, he immediately received an exclamation from the surrounding classmates, making Zhang Xiaoming instantly feel that he was rich and handsome.

Another classmate suddenly asked, "What kind of car does your dad drive?"

Zhang Xiaoming's brain couldn't turn, and blurted out: "My dad just changed from a tricycle to a Jiangling motorcycle, how is it?

There was silence for a while, so throughout the semester, Lin Yaya ignored Zhang Xiaoming and was playing with the yellow-haired chicken nest head sports students in the physical education class next door.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoming was not idle, that year he followed a few classmates to sneak to the Internet café for the first time, at that time the Internet was still full of flowers, there were no taboos, Zhang Xiaoming saw those exciting action movies in the island country, and learned to masturbate for the first time, and he didn't know that he would use this skill for life.

Zhang Xiaoming later asked Lin Yaya's birthday, and she said that it was April 1st, and he always remembered it.

"Luckily, I'm smart and I've been saving money since last semester, which comes in handy. Zhang Xiaoming was triumphant.

The living expenses given by the family, Zhang Xiaoming didn't buy drinks or snacks, except for the steamed buns he bought when he was hungry, and counted and counted with these dozens of coins in his hand, wow, there were more than three hundred!

Zhang Xiaoming went to the boutique but didn't know what to buy, because he didn't know Lin Yaya's hobbies, he was dazzled and dazzled, his stomach was rumbling and he was reluctant to buy a bread to eat.

So Zhang Xiaoming took the "bulging" trouser pocket, looked at it for a long time, and finally fell in love with a very cute wallet, with a few cute cats on the pink wallet.

Zhang Xiaoming thought to himself: Lin Yaya will definitely be happy now.

Paying the bill directly, he was a little embarrassed when he took the money because he didn't have a wallet himself!

So Zhang Xiaoming lamely took out a bunch of change from his pocket and bought it, the waiter said that the packaging would add money, Zhang Xiaoming thought about it or forget it.

Finally April 1st.

Zhang Xiaoming took the carefully prepared gift, and wrote a love letter very seriously and put it inside, wrapped it in a plastic bag indiscriminately, but he couldn't muster up the courage to give it to Lin Yaya directly.

had to wait for the end of class and secretly put it in Lin Yaya's drawer.

Zhang Xiaoming looked forward to Lin Yaya opening the plastic bag with a worried heart......

Finally, during the recess exercise, Lin Yaya found this plastic bag of soil and slag, only to see that she didn't even pick it up and look at it, "What kind of thing is this Nima, who is so immoral and throws garbage in my seat?"

Zhang Xiaoming just wanted to speak, but saw Lin Yaya throw the plastic bag out of a very beautiful parabola and fly into the trash.

Zhang Xiaoming swallowed his tears, clutching the sweat in his palms, but he didn't dare to raise his head again.

At this time, steamed buns, inferior mineral water, comics that he had always wanted to buy, and waste scratch paper used on both sides appeared in his mind.

When it was time to get out of school, there was a commotion downstairs, Zhang Xiaoming stretched his neck to look, only to see that the boy in the physical education class took a few brothers and stood in a row downstairs, and as soon as Lin Yaya appeared, he howled in his throat, "I am still the same at this time, and the loneliness at night is easy to make people sad...... The oncoming moonlight elongated the figure...... Love me don't go......"

"Wait, the dormitory will definitely come and get you away. Zhang Xiaoming thought secretly in his heart.

The dormitory manager did drive the gang away, and within a few days, Lin Yaya moved out of the dormitory and rented a house with the sports students outside.

Later, Zhang Xiaoming heard that the sports student asked a few people to help him support the stage, and only spent money for a supper.

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Zhang Xiaoming was like this, he survived three years with his head down, was admitted to university, and stayed at home for another four years, he thought that he had forgotten Lin Yaya, and reunited again, but the heart was beating again, but unfortunately the falling flowers were ruthless, and in the end he still ended up with a licking dog who could not be housed, Zhang Xiaoming drank all the wine in the bottle, threw the wine bottle down, and suddenly there was a stinky scolding, he didn't care, this time he no longer used Zu'an's way to match the other party, he was about to jump down, and suddenly the mobile phone rang again.

Zhang Xiaoming picked it up and saw that it was a text message, and it was a reply to the job search resume he had submitted online.

Click in and take a look, what you like is not the public opinion public relations position you want, but another company that exports labor to the Russian Far East to farm.

He remembered the various posts he saw on the Internet, which said that Mao Mei likes Chinese men and does not worship money like in China, so it is better to try it herself, which can be regarded as leaving this sad place.

Just do it, Zhang Xiaoming returned to the room, typed down the reply, took a shower, and slept peacefully, in his dream he had already dreamed that he had married a long-legged hairy girl and lived the life of a local lord in the Far East.

When I got up early the next morning, I didn't have a code, and I didn't read the news of the online order, so I rushed directly to the labor company.

The staff listened to Zhang Xiaoming's intentions and enthusiastically introduced the situation to him, and the export of labor services to the Far East is not just as simple as being a farmer, tractor drivers, pesticide aircraft pilots, drivers, maintenance workers and even cooks, etc., there are various positions.

There is no shortage of land and machinery on Maozi's side, there is a shortage of people, and the treatment is very generous, not to mention the round-trip air tickets, not to mention the apartment building where you go, and the staff meals you eat, and the monthly salary is almost 100,000 rubles, which is equivalent to more than 10,000 yuan, and the overtime pay and bonus are calculated separately, and you can share a piece of land for your own local owner after five years, and it is not a matter if you want to apply for naturalization.

Zhang Xiaoming was very moved by the sky-popping publicity, went back to get his passport, borrowed a few thousand yuan from Yang Pingfan, and pressed the passport and photos and other related materials at the service office.

A few days later, the company called and said that the visa had been approved, a regular labor visa, Zhang Xiaoming took it in his hand and saw that his passport was indeed pasted with visa paper, like a tadpole connected together in Russian, although he couldn't read it, but his photo was not fake.

The next step is to pay the intermediary fee, which is a large amount of money, 50,000 yuan.

Zhang Xiaoming himself has no savings, and he is embarrassed to borrow from Yang Pingfan again, so he can only go back to his hometown to find the idea of his parents' deposits, his mother trembled and took out the passbook, saying that this is the family's coffin book, and there is no more, last time Zhang Xiaoming failed to fry the figure, owed a lot of debts, all relied on the savings of his parents to pay off, and now he has emptied the last deposit, Zhang Xiaoming's heart is like a knife, tears are about to fall, and he vows to work hard, if he doesn't make money, he will never have the face to go home.

50,000 yuan was transferred to the company's designated account through online transfer, and the staff issued him a receipt, Zhang Xiaoming asked why it was not an invoice, and the staff handed him an airline itinerary, saying that you still don't believe us, and he suddenly had nothing to say.

A week later, Zhang Xiaoming said goodbye to his family and friends and embarked on the road abroad.

Yang Pingfan has been busy with other things recently, and he didn't know whether Zhang Xiaoming was reliable, Zhang Xiaoming boarded the plane like this, and before leaving, he dismantled the mechanical hard disk containing all kinds of information and took it with him.

He first took the high-speed train to Shanghai, and then took the plane of China Eastern Airlines to Boli, and there were more than a dozen compatriots on the same plane, all of whom went to the Far East to farm with the dream of making a fortune.

The plane went all the way to the north, and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland continued to pass by, and Zhang Xiaoming felt a faint sadness in his heart, and it is estimated that there will be few opportunities to come back in the future, but this sentimentality was soon replaced by ambition and pride-

He has no way out, it has been a few years since he graduated, he has been high or low, he lives on the Internet, and his nominal freelance work can only barely support himself until now, only by going abroad to pan for gold can he have the opportunity to turn over, and only then can he have a glimmer of hope for Dick Si to counterattack and reach the pinnacle of life, he closed his eyes and began to fantasize about returning to his hometown, taking out a lot of banknotes and smashing them on Qi San's face, Lin Yaya changed her mind, and the two of them lived and flew together.

When I woke up, the plane had arrived in Boli, and the group got off the plane, and the staff who picked up the plane asked them to wait in place, and after waiting for an hour, the local cooperation unit drove a few buses over to pick up Zhang Xiaoming and others to the station, looking at the exotic scenery outside the window, Zhang Xiaoming was very excited and full of ambition.

Instead of heading into the city, the car drove north to a huge camp on the outskirts of the city, full of container-turned-houses.

There is no end in sight to the container, there is a long drinking trough in the open air in a corner of the camp, there is no faucet, the water sprays out directly in the opening above, there are hundreds of people squatting next to the drinking trough, all kinds of skin colors, some of them wash clothes and brush dishes, and some directly squat to take a bath and wipe their bodies, Zhang Xiaoming and others were dumbfounded.