Eighteen-year-old Song Junxian left home for the first time and went from Suzhou and Hangzhou to Qingchuan to study. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His first stop was the home of a distant relative, Song Man.

In 2001, China's real estate has not been so expensive that it is mad, but as the most economically developed city in China, the housing prices of Qingchuan City have been able to scare people to death, Song Man has a duplex building of more than 300 square meters in the Qingchuan Bund where every inch of land is expensive, which shows how generous Song Man is, but this woman is not only magnanimous, but also has a thriving career, a flawless daughter.

Her daughter's name is Li Yusheng.

Sitting beside Song Man at this moment, his eyes flashed with curiosity, looking at this distant cousin Song Junxian, who was so strange that he only existed in his childhood memories.

From the moment he entered the door, Song Junxian gave Li Yusheng the impression that his eyes were hidden under his long hair, his sparse and messy hair hung down in front of his forehead, but the dust and sweat on his head could not cover his wild eyes, and that kind of sharp gaze made Li Yusheng a little afraid to look directly.

Song Junxian didn't care about Li Yusheng, even if this cousin was rated as the flower of the Chinese Department of Western University on the first day of school, because he was a little busy now, busy competing with his distant aunt Song Man!

Song Junxian stared at Song Man, and Song Man also stared at Song Junxian, his eyes were very scrutinizing, his hair was very long, his clothes were sloppy, and he wore a pair of ripped denim with a shirt, and his sharp eyes always made people feel that this kid was very unruly.

This was Shen Man's first impression of Song Junxian.

Shen Man didn't like relatives from her hometown, she had a lot of things to do in her company, and this kind of relatives were usually called "from her hometown" by Shen Man with a smile, so she just sat there, too lazy to move, and waved her hand to signal Song Junxian to find a chair to sit down.

Song Junxian didn't sit down, he directly put his luggage on the smooth dining table that could be used as a mirror, and then opened the woven bag that could no longer be soiled, took out an old-fashioned red plastic bag from it and handed it to Song Man: "Auntie, this is the lotus root powder and dried bamboo shoots made by my mother." ”

"Put it on the table. Song Man didn't bother to raise his hand.

Unlike most urban women, Shen Man doesn't like people from her hometown to stuff souvenirs with her, she never cooks when she is busy, what she eats is just a matter of phone calls, these messy souvenirs will only slowly become moldy at home, and the final fate is to be thrown into the trash can by Li Yusheng, who loves cleanliness.

Song Man took out a red envelope with 1,000 yuan in it, she was about to give the red envelope to Song Junxian, saying that it is not easy for you to come to Qingchuan to study in college, study hard, don't be greedy for fun, and then let Song Junxian sleep at home for one night, and send a driver to send him to school tomorrow, and don't wear dusty sneakers in the future and trample her 1,500 one-square-foot teak floor full of shoe prints.

Surprisingly, before Song Man could speak, Song Junxian picked up his luggage and said, "Auntie, I'll go back to school first." ”

Song Man choked, and then said earnestly: "It's so late, there is no car, how can you go back to school?" sleep at home tonight, and I will send a car to take you to school tomorrow." ”

Song Junxian said: "No, there will be military training tomorrow, I will go over tonight." ”

Song Man was a little annoyed in his heart: "Then let's do it, I'll ask the driver to send you back." ”

"No need. Song Junxian smiled.

Walking under the hazy sky, Song Junxian understood on the first day he arrived in Qingchuan that there was something in the depths of the city that rejected him, because of the rustic hairstyle and clothing, as well as the accent of outsiders, he experienced the ubiquitous indifference and discrimination in the city.

As soon as he got off the train, his wallet was pickpocketed, and he went to the police station at the railway station to report the case.

After saying this, the police left him alone, Song Junxian had no choice, left the railway station police station, accidentally ran a red light when crossing the intersection, and was caught by an aunt with a red armband and scolded.

Song Junxian endured until he saw the reserved Mrs. Song, and when he heard her first words, "Take off your shoes and take off your shoes, take off your shoes and come in again", the anger that had been rolling in his heart finally quietly rose.

Song Junxian doesn't care about admitting that he is sensitive!

If he didn't want to forgive others for his contempt as a foreigner, then he would never force himself to pretend to be tolerant, so Song Junxian didn't give this elegant aunt a good look, picked up his luggage, and left this high-end mansion without looking back.

It was late at night, and it was raining in the dark night.

"Cousin, wait a minute. ”

As soon as Song Junxian left the house, Li Yusheng chased him to the door of the stairwell, his mouth was still panting, and he handed it to Song Junxian with a big black umbrella in his hand: "It's raining, this is for you." ”

"No, I don't. Song Junxian turned his head and rushed into the heavy rain.

From the moment he stepped out of Li Yusheng's house, Song Junxian told himself: He would not enter Li Yusheng's house again, and he would not accept Song Man's gift in the slightest! Later facts proved that Song Junxian was a man who did what he said.

Li Yusheng looked at the emaciated back in the heavy rain a little stunned, and it wasn't until she disappeared that she grunted her mouth with some dissatisfaction: "What, kindness is not good to repay." ”

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At that time, there was no car.

To be precise, Song Junxian couldn't afford to sit in a taxi.

The night was very dark, the sky was raining, Song Junxian walked back to Atlantis University with his feet, no one knows how long this outsider scurried around like a mad dog in this strange city before he found the school, even if it was a military training, Yu Wei, who had a private life with Song Junxian in the second year of high school, asked about the experience of this night, Song Junxian just smiled and said: "Qingchuan at half past three in the morning is as beautiful as you." ”

How beautiful Qingchuan was at half past three in the morning, Gu Bei didn't know, but he knew that he was in a bad mood at half past three in the morning!

At that time, Gu Bei was dreaming, in the dream, he and Xia Nuo were riding a train, going out of the city, eating hot pot and singing, and was suddenly woken up by a fierce knock on the door.

Damn, can he not be in a bad mood!

Gu Bei jumped out of bed, he was only wearing a pair of red pants, he was murderous, opened the door, and then saw Song Junxian, who was even more embarrassed than the water dog.

The two looked at each other for a full five seconds, and then began to introduce themselves, Song Junxian took out a pack of two yuan and five cents of acacia birds, handed one to Gu Bei, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Do you have anything to eat?"

In fact, Song Junxian hadn't eaten for a whole day, and his hungry back was attached to his belly, but he was not good at explaining because he was sensitive in his heart, and he was able to open his mouth to eat because the boy in front of him seemed to be very easy to talk.

Gu Bei was really stunned by Song Junxian's sharp brother-like appearance, Nima was dreaming on a big night, giving his brother a midnight terror! In order to suppress the shock, he did not hesitate to contribute Zhu Cong's instant noodles.

Since Song Junxian had just arrived, he was considered a guest, Gu Bei politely took the initiative to open the bubble instant noodles, hey! I didn't expect Song Junxian to be polite at all, sitting like a living Bodhisattva, and waiting for the instant noodles to soak before coming over to enjoy supper.

After tossing all night, Gu Bei was also hungry, so he took a bowl of instant noodles and ate it, Ma Rulong and Shen Cheng were all sleeping, and the snoring sound in the bedroom was like thunder, Gu Bei estimated that he would not be able to wake up this group of beasts without throwing an atomic bomb.

Song Junxian This kid seems to have never eaten a full meal since he was a child, hey, it's also a bitter life, eating instant noodles and gobbling it up is like a hungry ghost reincarnated, and after a crocodile-like bite and chewing, he freed his mouth to chat with Gu Bei.

"It's been a day since school started, why are you only here now?" asked Gu Bei.

Song Junxian said: "I went to a relative's house." ”

It was difficult for Gu Bei to understand what the relationship was between going to a relative's house and returning to the dormitory at half past three in the morning, wasn't this Ximen Qing going to Wu Dalang's house to see Jin Lian's godsister, and he needed to act in the middle of the night?

Gu Bei asked again: "Your bed hasn't been made yet, how are you going to sleep later, have you bought a mat?"

Song Junxian shook his head and said no.

Gu Bei said pretendedly: "How can you sleep without a mat?" The bed board is too hard, and it is not cleaned and there is dust everywhere, or ...... Spend the night in my bed?"

Song Junxian nodded: "Then trouble you." ”

it! Brother is polite, do you mean it?

Gu Bei almost vomited blood, but what he said was the water that was spilled, and he couldn't help but let people sleep now, it was a little hypocritical, and he couldn't change this problem when he was reborn, after all, it was a common root of the country.

Song Junxian smoked a cigarette, he didn't buy toiletries, he didn't wash his teeth or brush his face, said hello, took off his clothes and went to Gu Bei's bed.

Gu Bei sighed.

Damn! The cannon he made with tears in his eyes was about to be finished.

When Gu Bei climbed into bed, a cool breeze blew outside the window, the shadows of the trees downstairs in the dormitory were shadowy, the lights in the campus had already been extinguished, everything was silent, and the sky in the distance gradually turned dark blue.

A new day is quietly coming.

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PS：

I'm not very satisfied with the previous chapter of "Tongue War Hundred Confucians".,I've deleted and rewritten.,Including the fourth chapter,Chapter 5,Chapter 6 These three.,All of them have been modified.,Chapter 5 is deleted and rewritten.,You can take a look at it again.。

I'm sorry.

Next, I don't think I'll make that mistake and I'll write this story calmly.

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