"The Zhang family's uncompetitive son is back......"

In just a few minutes, almost everyone in the village knew the news.

In particular, the ostentatious outfit and hairstyle attracted almost everyone's attention.

Ma Zhanzhan watched Zhang Yijian, who had a neck disease and was about to shake off if he had nothing to eat, and his heart hurt. I originally thought that this product was going out to learn skills, but I didn't expect it......

In the newly completed house, Zhang Maosheng looked at his son in front of him and was angry, and before going out, he kept saying that his son was going to learn some skills and left with 5,000 yuan, but when he came back, he still looked like this.

The last time he grabbed the horse and struggled for business, he complained in his heart, but fortunately, his wife persuaded his son to go back to the right path, so he swallowed this breath.

Seeing his son's appearance, he was anxious, grabbed his son directly with one hand, pulled his hair and scolded: "You don't fight ......"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the hair on his hand that was grabbed and fell, and then looked at his son who was still the same inch, and asked a little uncertainly, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yijian's face was solemn, and he subconsciously shook his head, but there was still long hair to shake.

"Hungry for a day without eating, get something. After speaking, he turned his head, looked at several young people who were dressed similarly to himself, and said, "You and I will have a battle, we met in the Gym Troupe, let's end here." ”

The person who was a little more exaggerated than Zhang Yijian lit a cigarette, shook his hair in the same way, nodded silently, and turned around and walked outside.

Zhang Yijian snatched the wig from his father's hand and said, "I'll tell you later, I have something to do now." ”

The group reappeared in the makeshift square, and they walked towards the old men.

Seeing this picture, Ma struggled to stand up, for fear that this group of people would do something unusual.

There was a click, and the music stopped.

Zhang Yijian, who could only see half of his face, looked at the confused crowd and said, "Your music is too low, and besides, there are still some things in our family, you can wait and dance." ”

He glanced at Ma Fen, then walked to the better-lit clearing, pulled out a mobile phone, and quickly moved his fingers......

【Walking-In-The-Sun-In-Around-And-Around……】

The energetic song is released from the phone, but there is no loudspeaker output and it looks a little monotonous. His body began to shake with the rhythm, as if every joint of his body was a play, full of visual sense.

He held out a finger and pointed it directly at the patriarch who had accidentally found him, and said, "In this monent, I will challenge you......"

Several girls screamed in an instant, excited.

The named young man walked towards Zhang Yijian solemnly, his head swaying left and right with his body, full of arrogance.

When the distance between the two was only two meters, he stretched out a finger and shook it slightly, and then his body began to writhe, and the movements were exaggerated, Zhang Yijian immediately followed, and the two young men writhed quickly, splashing a string of dust......

Hundreds of pairs of eyes bear witness to the internal struggle of a group in the clearing of Noda.

The old man and the group were stunned, and the villagers of the Red Sea were also confused, and Ma Zhan almost stared at his eyes. The group quickly retreated, their idle hands subconsciously waving in front of their noses, looking at their bodies swaying wantonly in the light, and at the girls bouncing around the edges.

"I'm Cao!"

My Uncle Cao's surprised voice broke the stiffness of everyone, and several old men and grandmothers tapped their heads slightly, as if they had a lot of identification with this music.

Ma Zhan Zhan crossed his hands in front of his chest, held a cigarette in his mouth, and watched the demons of this group of people dance like an idiot.

It's really fucking the Battle of the Century.

"I'm Cao!"

……

"I'm Cao!"

……

The music stopped, the movements of the two stopped, and Zhang Yijian, who was panting, showed a proud smile and said, "I won, patriarch." ”

"You don't have any hair, what kind of ...... will I compare," the sweaty young man mocked, pointing to the dusty wig on the ground.

"Now that you've made your decision, there's nothing to talk about, you're not worthy to be a person who buries your family. As he spoke, he grabbed him by the collar and tugged hard, grabbing a long checkered object in the palm of his hand.

Turned around and said coldly: "Let's go~"

The two motos started without a hint of hesitation and disappeared around the corner after a nice flick.

Zhang Yijian shed tears while taking off his clothes. Looking at the direction of the disappearing taillights, he raised his head slightly and looked at the dark night sky.

It's like a dream is dead, youth is gone, and there is no trace of blood on the face. Dejected, he picked up the wig on the ground, threw it into the fire of Thunderbolt Bala, and turned to walk towards his new house.

He touched his chest and sat down empty across from his father and mother.

After devouring and eating, he told the experience of half a year, and took off all the studs on his mouth and ears. Touching the imprints that had been pressed out, he lit a cigarette and said, "I contacted a school, but their art department only has one hundred and fifty people. The price was negotiated, fifty-five yuan a person a day. ”

Liu Jinfeng wiped his still wet hands, and after hearing his son's words, he exclaimed, "Really!"

"Son, tell my mother where you got it from?"

"Our Race...... Just the friend who just came, he is from that school, I spent 3,000 yuan to move a person in charge, and the price I just said was the last to arrive. If you deduct the food, you can earn more than 20 people a day. ”

The woman's face bloomed with joy, and she glared at her man proudly and said, "I'll just say that we are no worse than Ma Jian." ”

Zhang Maosheng also had a smile on his face at the moment, and he was relieved after his son washed his face as before. He is not afraid that his son does not have great ability, but he is afraid that he will mess around.

At this moment, he also heard the good news brought back by his son, nodded again and again, he was a little poor in words, and patted his son's shoulder as soon as his heart warmed.

"Grown up...... Grown up......"

"I went to sleep......"

Zhang Yijian, who was still in a bad mood, explained the matter clearly and walked back, throwing the earrings in his pocket into the lake as he walked, and seemed to have really made up his mind.

The uncles who were delayed for more than ten minutes continued to dance under the guidance of the tour guide, and there was not much change.

The group of villagers gradually dispersed, and Ma Zhan changed from sitting to lying, with his hands behind his head, looking at the dark night sky without seeing a single star.

Ma Zhan, who solved the problem of food and clothing, added a bit of emotional intelligence to his head, and he had a low-level version of full and warm thoughts, and his head was full of thoughts related to the rain girl.

High school classmates, the family is almost the same, so they still keep in touch.

Thinking of Zhang Shiyu's words, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and he smirked as if he had caught something, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

At this moment, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and more than ten seconds later, the thunder exploded, and it seemed that it was going to rain.