Zhang was afraid to think about it and replied: "The idea is very good, the main thing is that there is no time." ”

"Is it ...... time," Liu Xiaomei said, "When we live together, we will have it." ”

Zhang Wei smiled: "You put all the problems on the two of us living together, but we really live together, and I can only do one thing a day." ”

"What's the matter?" asked Liu Xiaomei.

"It's just looking at you, looking at you during the day and watching at night, looking at you endlessly. Zhang was afraid to say it very seriously.

Looking at what this love said, Liu Xiaomei smiled: "It's too fake, but I like to listen to it." Then he talked about tomorrow's dance class: "I'll give you leave tomorrow, drink well, and that's it." ”

Zhang is afraid to say good.

When the two of them kissed me and me, there was an accident in No. 119 Middle School again.

Friday used to be a big week, and the first and second year students were closed, and many people would come to school on Friday night to wait for someone. Today, there are more than a dozen young people waiting at the school gate, the common point is that each person holds a cigarette, and the difference is that there are thousands of postures.

The first teacher of the physical education group left work early and came out to see a group of little kids smoking. It didn't matter much, and he strode out.

Coincidentally, a little kid flicked a cigarette butt out and hit the teacher with a snap.

The little kid didn't mean it, it was a complete accident. But the other little kids picked up the joke and laughed wildly.

Is this being ridiculed by children? It is more unpleasant than a cigarette butt on the body, and the physical education teacher is very angry, saying what kind of cigarette does the little kid smoke?

One sentence provoked a lot of abuse, and the teacher was angry and shouted to get out.

The little kid didn't get out of here, and continued to laugh at him. The teacher scolded a few more words, and then a little guy rushed over with a bat.

The children are united, one moves, and the rest also rush over with bats.

Why take a bat? One, cheap, there is always a 10 dollar store to sell. Two, handy, what a convenient guy. Three, it's not a weapon, and it's okay if you get caught by the police.

A lot of kids who play outside like to use this thing, it's just right to carry and it's not very big.

There were many people on the other side, and the teacher turned around and ran back to school, and the little kids chased into the school, scolding with their teeth and claws as they chased.

The physical education teacher felt faceless, and called the teachers of the physical education group while running, and in half a minute, six male teachers rushed out of the teaching building, including those in the physical education group and teachers from other departments, and each person had a bat in their hands.

The teachers rushed out, brought a bat to the PE teacher, and then the fight began. On campus, seven teachers play against a dozen junior high school students.

The fame of 119 Middle School is really not false, even the students and teachers are so bloody.

As a result of this incident, two children were injured and hospitalized, and the parents quit and came to the school early the next morning to make trouble.

The next day was Saturday, and all the teachers and students were on holiday, except for the junior high school students and some teachers.

The parents of the injured children rushed into the school and went from house to house looking for the teacher who had fought yesterday, but the teacher did not come, where to find it?

The classrooms for the third grade are upstairs, with only eighteen classes on the first floor and only eighteen classes on the entire first floor.

The two groups of parents searched and found Class 18, and shouted that Zhang was afraid to go out and question, saying that where was the bastard teacher who was fighting?

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know what happened last night after school, looking at the two groups of menacing people, he was not polite at all, without saying a word, and slammed the classroom door.

The two gangs were very angry, and they opened the door again, shouting and shouting and not knowing what they were talking about.

Zhang was afraid to look at them, so he used his mobile phone to call the police.

Not only did he call the police, but the parents of the two injured children called the police last night, saying that the teacher of No. 119 Middle School had injured their children......

Zhang was afraid that this alarm would make things even more troublesome. Principal Qin was resting at home and was forced to come to mediate.

It is always bad to mediate, unless compensation is made on demand.

Of course, the school will not compensate, a group of ruffians entered the school to make trouble, fight, and directly beat the teacher, what is wrong with the teachers in self-defense?

Because of this, Zhang's Chinese class became a self-study class. The mediation failed, and the parties were taken to the police station to record a statement.

It was also because of this incident that on the weekend, the leaders of the Education Bureau specially called to criticize Principal Qin......

It can only be said that 119 Middle School is really cowhide, and it is really as violent as fire.

By the time the confessions were recorded, the students had already left school.

Zhang was afraid that he was a little depressed, so today's morning talk project was forced to be suspended, go to the market to buy some food, and pedal his bicycle home.

I don't know if it's a bad day today, and I'm fighting in happiness.

As soon as I entered the street, I saw four little ruffians chasing a teenager and fighting. The boy ran fast and had the energy to scold back.

Zhang couldn't help but shake his head: "This world is crazy. ”

I went home for lunch, took a nap, woke up at half past two in the afternoon, and lay in bed thinking about the beginning of a new book.

I don't know how many beginnings I read in a row, and I vaguely feel like I have touched the doorway, but I really want to write it but I can't. So he lay down and thought, and thought, and fell asleep again.

woke up again at half past four in the afternoon, first called Liu Xiaomei to confirm that the guy from the capital did not appear again, and then called Qian Cheng. He's going to the doctor's dinner.

Depart at five o'clock and arrive at the hotel at half past five. When I went to the bus stop at the entrance of the street, I saw Lao Pi's five monkeys setting up stalls on the street, selling the pile of things in his house, as well as many copies of "Strange Kitchen".

Go say a few words and walk to the station.

In a seafood restaurant, the largest private room is a large platform that can seat 18 people.

When Zhang was afraid, many people had already come, and there was even Wang Kun.

Qian Cheng greeted them one by one, and after Zhang was afraid to enter the door, the fat man came over to greet Zhang Wei with him, to the effect that he should not make trouble.

Zhang was very curious and asked Qian Cheng: "You know him very well?"

The fat man said nonsense, Wang Kun used to live in happiness, compare with him, you are later.

Zhang nodded and didn't speak.

The fat man realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. ”

Zhang was afraid to smile and asked Qian Cheng, "Where are you sitting?"

Qian Cheng pointed to the location of the door, where there were three or four people sitting there, and there was an empty chair.

Zhang Wei nodded and walked over to talk to a person next to the empty chair: "You go to sit somewhere else." ”

Everyone lived in happiness together, and when they looked down and didn't see anyone looking up, the man smiled and said hello, picked up a cigarette and a mobile phone to change positions.

The food began to be served at six o'clock, and Zhang was afraid to roughly count the number of people in the room, a total of twenty-four, and a few more chairs to sit down, many of whom were not too familiar, but had only seen them.

After the banquet, Qian Cheng said a few words of thanks, mainly calling the names of the fat man and Zhang Wei, especially the fat man, and saying thank him for his care and help for so many years.

Of course, the fat man had to reply arrogantly and say that it was nothing, and that it was nothing to live on the street and help a little.

It should be said that the atmosphere was good for the first half hour of the meeting, and after half an hour, everyone chatted with each other, asked where they made their fortunes, and naturally talked about what they were doing recently.

The fat man, the sissy, and the turtle are all there, and they all said that Wang Kun has invested a lot of money, and he will continue to invest huge sums of money in the future, at least three million to make a foundation, and to develop the Internet business, the premise is bright, and everyone will become rich.

Money is a good thing, when you have a way to make money, others will listen to you very carefully. So half an hour later, the most talked about at the banquet was Wang Kun's media company.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't hear it, he came to give Qian Cheng face. It's also like Qian Cheng said, happiness is about to disperse, everyone is going to disperse, drink a casual drink, next time may not be able to gather so many people.

The more those guys talked, the more enthusiastic they became, and many people said that Wang Kunniu was a good mix, so he must not forget his brothers and take everyone to make a fortune together.

After such a period of tossing and drinking, Wang Kun suddenly stood up, raised a glass of liquor and spoke to Zhang Wei: "I was wrong before, I apologize to you." "After that, I will drink.

The goblet was filled with about two taels of white wine, and it was dried up in one gulp. Zhang was afraid, but he didn't seem to hear or see, and continued to keep his head down.

Qian Cheng stabbed him, and he woke up in shock, looking up left and right: "What's wrong?"

Wang Kun's face was very ugly, but he immediately poured another glass of liquor and raised his glass to Zhang Wei again: "I apologize to you." "Brush the floor and drink the wine in the glass again.

Zhang was afraid to look at the empty cup with an expressionless face, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The fat man was in a hurry, so he threw a napkin and smashed it over: "What are you doing?"

Zhang was afraid to smile and patted Qian Cheng on the shoulder: "Thank you for the hospitality, I have to go first if I have something to do, and I will contact you with logistics." "Get up and leave.

There were a total of twenty-four people sitting at the whole table, and he only spoke to Qian Cheng alone, the fat man, the turtle, the sissy, and Lao Meng...... And so on and so forth, as if he hadn't seen it, and he hadn't taken the initiative to say hello since he entered the door.

Wang Kun's face became more ugly, and the turtle dragged him to sit down: "Zhang is afraid of that virtue, don't worry, drink it well another day and it will be fine." ”

Wang Kun smiled.

The fat man looked at the closed private room door, scolded in a low voice, got up and toasted and said: "That person is that virtuous, let's drink ours, say goodbye to happiness, I don't know when we get together next time, remember it, and be sure to call often." ”

Everyone said yes, got up with the wine glass, and drank the wine together.

Zhang was afraid that he went downstairs, walked out of the hotel and looked back, with an indescribable smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked to the station.

There is a phenomenon in the city that in the early afternoon until before dark, some people will come out to sell old goods. There are a lot of tattered things that are to be thrown away for others to see, and they will take them out and sell them.

It's usually a cart or a tricycle, and on a street near the edge of the city, there are five or seven people who come to set up a stall.

Old books, old magazines, old shoes and old bags, they are really worn at a glance, and there are many old objects......

Most of the stalls are old men in their fifties.

Zhang is afraid that he has seen this kind of non-tax-paying stall a few times, and every time he sees those things, he doubts that he can sell them?

Today I saw it again, twenty meters in front of the station, there were three stalls, old clothes, old shoes, old tools, and another place with old books, and three shoeboxes full of villain books.

It is always said that villain books have collectible value and can be sold for a large price in the future. There are many people who treat villain books as strange goods and refuse to sell them lightly.

Actually, villain books are not that valuable. It's about the same as a postage stamp, and it's said to be valuable...... It's valuable, and it's expensive! But most of it isn't.

Whether it is villain books, stamps, or even Junzi orchid, Pu'er tea, etc., and then there are diamonds and watches, most of them are fried. Just like some painters' paintings, if you want to make your paintings valuable, you must first turn your left hand to your right hand, and then your right hand to your left hand......