Zhang Zijian saw that Xiong Baizhou was about to leave school, and he only felt that he had a lot to say in his heart, but he didn't know which one to speak first.

This little friend, who grew up together as a child, seems to have changed today······

In the end, Zhang Zijian couldn't help but shout: "Aren't you going to find Shujun next week, people have been caring about you." ”

Xiong Baizhou hadn't replied yet, and someone next to him was not happy.

"Zhang Heizi, what is your name, Zhou Shujun is what you can call?"

Xiong Baizhou and Zhang Zijian turned their heads at the same time, a group of young people of about the same age.

And they all know each other, not only do they know each other, but they often fight together.

In the countryside at that time, it was very normal for boys to fight together, and Xiong Baizhou also started fighting from school to elementary school and junior high school.

Country children are not so pampered, and it doesn't matter if they win or lose.

This time it was Xiong Baizhou and Zhang Zijian who came their "sworn enemies", and the leader was called Wu Weiming.

Zhang Zijian is black because he looks black, and Zhang and Zhang are homonyms, so Zhang Zijian has a nickname called "Zhang Heizi".

At that time, some chapters of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms had already been taught by junior high school teachers.

Boys want to be Zhao Yun, who is a silver gun, and likes to install Zhang Fei, who drinks and makes mistakes, to others.

When Wu Weiming saw Xiong Baizhou, he began to mock: "Xiong Baizhou, aren't you going to work, why do you still come to school?"

Zhang Zijian, as Xiong Baizhou's good friend, naturally helped him out, and counterattacked: "It's about you, get away." ”

Wu Weiming was annoyed when he heard this, and said, "Do you want to fight, go to our appointment place, don't be seen by the teacher here."

If it had been put aside, Xiong Baizhou and Zhang Zijian would naturally not have coaxed, but now Xiong Baizhou is no longer the original Xiong Baizhou.

On the contrary, Xiong Baizhou said calmly: "Wu Weiming, long time no see." ”

Then, Xiong Baizhou greeted the other classmates one by one.

This tone made Wu Weiming stunned, he was just going to simply fight and spread his anger.

Zhou Shujun inquired about Xiong Baizhou, and Wu Weiming also knew.

Zhou Shujun's grades and appearance are top-notch, and she is also the goddess in the hearts of these teenagers in this mountain village, which can only be watched from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, and now Zhou Shujun takes the initiative to care about other boys, and there is an indescribable feeling in the hearts of Wu Weiming and other teenagers.

Now, they don't know that this feeling is called "jealousy."

It just so happened that Xiong Baizhou came to school today, and the new and old hatreds were counted together, and Wu Weiming decided to fight with Xiong Baizhou.

According to the previous steps, such a face-to-face provocation, Xiong Baizhou and Zhang Zijian, who were from northern Jiangsu, would not wrinkle their eyebrows, and directly responded to this "war".

Now, Xiong Baizhou, who used to always rush to the front in the fight, greeted him in a friendly way.

Wu Weiming was stunned for a moment, now that they are at this age, they can't understand the emotion contained in the sentence "long time no see".

At this time, a teacher held a gong and struck it twice, which was a sign of class, and there was no electric bell at that time.

Wu Weiming heard the sound of the gong and had to walk back to class, but he still threw down the cruel words: "Don't get close to Zhou Shujun in the future." “

Zhang Zijian listened, deliberately took a sip to show disdain, and then turned his head to blame Xiong Baizhou: "Baizhou, what are you afraid of, we haven't fought any battles before." “

How could Xiong Baizhou fight with a junior high school student now, his real age is already a middle-aged man.

But Xiong Baizhou said solemnly what Zhang Zijian remembered for the rest of his life: "Zijian, do you know that there is an old saying called "Hair and Everything?"

At this time, Zhang Zijian had not read "The Mean", so he naturally did not know the meaning of this sentence.

Xiong Baizhou didn't intend for Zhang Zijian to answer, and explained by himself: "The meaning of the middle section is simply to say that we can't get angry, it's not that we can't fight, but we must do the right thing at the right time and on the right occasion." ”

Zhang Zijian has a certain understanding, or he may be surprised that this childhood friend can say so much truth at once, and he didn't make a sound.

Xiong Baizhou nodded, and said: "If I don't go to work, Wu Weiming provokes me, and naturally fights with him, but I will go to the south tomorrow, what's the point of winning this fight?"

Then, Xiong Baizhou patted Zhang Zijian's shoulder again and said to this childhood friend: "Goodbye, maybe we will meet again soon." ”

Zhang Zijian looked at Xiong Baizhou's distant back, his eyes were a little confused, but the phrase "hair and all are in the middle of the festival" made Zhang Zijian in this life useful early.

Xiong Baizhou, a butterfly, has flapped its little wings and changed the course of history a little······

Xiong Baizhou didn't know how much Zhang Zijian could listen to, but he knew what the south was like now: the northern gang, the Sichuan-Chongqing gang, the local gang, and other gangs were mixed and intertwined; the bikers, outrunners, and smugglers were all looking for opportunities in this city at the earliest stage of reform and opening up.

The 94-year-old Yuecheng can be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, and the water is very deep.

If you are an ordinary worker with peace of mind, you may be able to save a little money and send it home if the boss is not black-hearted.

But once you want to open up your business, you must meet with people who are of all religions and nine ranks.

At that time, there may be countless fights to be fought, there may be countless conflicts to be fought, and there may even be deaths.

But why are there still people who rush out to find opportunities?

Because, in 94 years of Yuecheng:

The average price of commercial housing is only about 3,000, and there is still a lot of room for improvement;

The BB machine that is still commonly used has not yet appeared in terms of data and intelligence;

Most of the factories are labor-intensive, and mechanization has not been widely used;

Coal is still the main consumable, and no one knows the concept of new energy;

Even, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law have not yet learned to make up, and they are plain and cute.

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For most people who go out to work, they are actually ignorant, even for our country, they are still feeling the stones to cross the river.

But for the current Xiong Baizhou, this is his era.