"Going to college?"

Ning Ming blinked, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was indeed old, and he even began to reminisce about his youth in his dreams, and it was clear that he had graduated from college for more than ten years, and even graduated from MBA for almost ten years, which university did he go to?

"yes. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Tong's eyes filled with reluctance, "Have you really thought about going to the White Eagle Country?"

"White Eagle Country?"

Ning Ming began to notice that something was wrong.

As the conversation deepened, more and more fragments of memories buried by time were pulled back out of the mind and reassembled.

The scene in front of me is so familiar!

Looking at Zhou Tong's face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, he raised his chin extremely proudly, "Whoever goes to the White Eagle Country, I won't go, how can I be so patriotic and leave my motherland?"

"Not going?"

Zhou Tong's eyes were suddenly filled with surprise, but then they were shrouded in clouds, and she muttered sullenly: "But will your parents allow it? That's Penn, a world-famous school!"

"Whether they allow it or not, I got the admission letter from Jiangzhou University anyway, I want to stay in China, what can they do with me?"

Ning Ming sneered and waved his hand nonchalantly.

This surprised Zhou Tong, "Wow, Ning Ming, why did you suddenly become so strong?"

"How do you speak? How can you describe me as strong, that's to describe you women, I'm such a masculine and pure man, I should be called handsome, independent, assertive, you know?"

Ning Ming praised himself with a natural face, and his eyebrows were full of hidden merits and fame.

It would be nice if all this was happening in front of us was true.

You don't have to follow your parents' wishes to study abroad, and then return to your home country to develop step by step as your family wants.

I don't want to rely on my family bit by bit, but break out of the world with my own hands, no longer bear the name of the rich second generation, live my own life, do what I want to do, step by step, bigger and stronger.

When the time comes, I will buy my father's company, and see who dares to call him a rich second generation!

Go to the rich second generation of the special mother!

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at Jiangcheng University, who doesn't go to who is grandchildren. ”

Zhou Tong pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a pair of playful pear vortices appeared again.

"Ouch. ”

Ning Ming couldn't help but tilt his head towards Zhou Tong, stared at her, and solemnly put forward his opinion, "You said that you are a young and beautiful little girl, can you not become a 'grandson'...... Isn't it good to be a lady?"

"Lady?"

Zhou Tong seemed to have heard some fantastical joke, "You have known me for so many years, where do you think I can get involved with these two words, you tell me, can I change my career immediately?"

"Uh......"

Ning Ming was suddenly dumbfounded, and secretly shook his head in his heart.

It's been more than a decade, and a lot of memories of the past have faded a little, including the impression of the best friend from the school days.

Since he went abroad to study, the two gradually lost contact, and later returned to China to take over the family business.

is busy like a dog every day, and the two can be said to be completely strangers and have no contact at all.

Zhou Tong didn't see what was on the mind of the iron buddies around him, he got up with the basketball and patted Ning Ming's shoulder with a big grin, "Come on, play for a while." ”

"If you don't fight, you don't fight, it's boring to abuse women. ”

Ning Ming waved his hand with a look of resistance.

"If you talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will let you not see the sun tomorrow, believe it or not!"

"Rude, uneducated ......"

Before Ning Ming could fully express the thoughts in his heart, his lips trembled, and the boundless pain covered his face.

"Ouch, ouch, my hair!"

Ning Ming bared his teeth and raised his arm to stop Zhou Tong's inhumane atrocities.

His proud and artistic natural scroll was being dragged in Zhou Tong's hands violently, and he was forced to stand up straight on his noble knees.

People are kneeling very humiliating, he is standing very aggrieved.

"There is no word for gentleness in the dictionary of the old lady, come, you serve, blow you up. ”

Zhou Tong glared at him fiercely, deliberately holding her throat to make her timbre thicker, although she was born with a crisp voice, no matter how she held it, she lacked masculinity.

", is there any heavenly reason, you are still so fierce in pulling my hair, you still have no humanity!"

Ning Ming muttered, feeling around the top of his head in distress to see how many hairs were missing.

His hair was devastated, and he was sad and angry.

looked at Zhou Tong who was blowing his eyebrows and glaring again, and suddenly touched his face with a smile, "Okay, don't say that I bullied you." ”

Since it was a dream, it didn't seem to be a very shameful thing to abuse a girl, not to mention, she made the first move......

"Ouch!"

However, within a few rounds, a pig-killing howl was heard throughout the court.

Ning Ming covered his face, and when he was just preventing Zhou Tong from breaking through, he was slapped by this girl in the middle of the front door, the smell of blood filled his nasal cavity, and the feeling of sourness rushed straight to his mind, so that his tears wet his eyes uncontrollably.

It really made his whole body feel excited.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm playing basketball, it's normal to have a little movement. ”

Zhou Tong smiled a little embarrassedly and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, leaned over and looked down at Ning Ming's appearance, "Are you okay?"

"You wish I was good, the nosebleed was not enough, and you wanted to break the bridge of my nose. ”

Ning Ming took the paper, wiped away the tears that flowed from the conditioned reflex as he left his cheeks with his hands, and then tore off a small part of the paper and crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his nostrils.

Zhou Tong looked at his appearance, forcibly held back a smile, stretched out his hand like a big brother comforting a little brother, and rubbed Ning Ming's head, "Okay, okay, okay, stop fighting, go home." ”

"Don't talk to me like that, I'm hairy. ”

Ning Ming couldn't help but shudder......

Zhou Tong's family lives in the family area of the No. 2 Factory, and her parents are both employees of the No. 2 Printing Factory.

It was not far from the school, so the two soon parted ways.

After parting ways with her, Ning Ming walked forward for a while, stopping outside the No. 2 factory area, looking at the yellowed and mottled buildings with yellow and mottled exterior walls inside, as well as the shoddy sentry box next to the heavy iron gate with a very old sense of age.

Inside the sentry box sat an uncle who was holding a newspaper and shaking his head while listening to a radio.

The uncle looks a little familiar, but he can't remember his last name.

Everything is what it was more than a decade ago.

The second factory in 2019 has long been transformed into an Internet celebrity cultural tourism attraction.

And the picture in front of him also extracted his deeply buried memories little by little.

Is it a dream, and if it were, it would be too real.

He couldn't help but pinch himself a few times, trying to wake up from this dream, but he felt nothing but the pain of masochism.

"I, I, I...... Really, really crossed?"

Muttering to himself, he followed his memories to his home at this moment, stopping when he passed the kiosk where he had bought the Yu-Gi-Oh card pack countless times in his memory.

Looking at the boss, the boss was dozing off behind the counter, and there were a bunch of small toys hanging above his head from Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun's Snow Drinking Crazy Knife and the Peerless Sword Mini Version.

There are colorful cigarettes on the transparent glass counter lying on the stomach, such as Hongmei, Chaotianmen, and Hongta Mountain.

There is also a cylindrical transparent plastic box next to the head, with this cartoon of Bibab pasted on, and a bunch of Bibab lying inside.

When I saw this thing, I couldn't help but pop up the advertising slogan of the thief's brainwashing on TV at that time - "Bibab, Magic Troop." ”

In addition, on the shelves behind him, you can clearly see beef tendons, good wives, stinky dried seeds, and sauce-flavored bones, which accompanied his entire childhood and rarely saw the first generation of spicy noodles in later generations......

The boss is still the same boss, he hasn't changed at all, he is not afraid of a bad man reaching out to his property, and he sleeps lifelessly and peacefully.

Ning Ming didn't wake him up, his wandering gaze locked on the calendar placed next to the counter.

10 August 2005.

It was the year I graduated from high school.

"Whew. ”

Ning Ming took a deep breath, still feeling a little incredulous, but he also really realized that going back to the past was something incredible, as if it had indeed happened to him.

He went back 14 years, the year he graduated from high school.

This year, affected by the frenzy of layoffs at the beginning of the century, my father and mother relied on the funds from selling magazines, drinks and snacks at the train station to successfully charter a store of more than 50 square meters in the station and open a small supermarket, with only three or four employees, not even small and micro enterprises.

There are still 108,000 miles away from going public.

This year, on the one hand, he passed the application to study abroad at Penn, and on the other hand, he also received an admission letter from Jiangzhou University.

It was the turning point in his life.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

Ning Ming's heartbeat became faster and faster, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face, it was very hot.

After a moment's pause, he turned and left the commissary.

He followed his memories and walked home, his steps were fast, as fast as if he wanted to get out of this illusory dream.

Eventually, the pace is fast enough to evolve into a trot, but the sense of the surrounding environment becomes more and more real.

The breeze blowing from the ears, the old man and the old lady sitting in the roadside teahouse playing mahjong and the hot one, as well as the state-owned enterprise fund-raising houses, old-fashioned residential areas, and the N-to-1 hot pot that only exists in the impression along the way......

It was not until the entrance of the Heart Lake Garden Community that he stopped.

Panting, Ning Ming didn't dare to step in.

He was thinking about what kind of attitude he should use to face his current parents, and how to tell them about his rebellious ideas......