But all the times that came to be known as "burning passion" were accompanied by turmoil and chaos. This is not derogatory.

From the beginning of the 80s and all the way to the early 90s, the young people of this country had a time full of dreams, fantasies about war, about poetry, and later also about ballads, as well as rock.

It's funny, and the fact is that it's fun as long as it's a society, or a smaller, neighborhood where stupid and enthusiastic people are in the majority. Although this kind of fun does not necessarily equal beauty.

Jiang Che's previous life experience, after graduating from secondary school, he went directly to the tea house, and stayed isolated from the world for seven years, but he didn't touch this wave much. His impressions are mainly derived from film and television dramas and texts.

In the words of the short, tight, and tight people:

[At that time, one was a poet, and the other was those of us who played the guitar and sang, and it was really noisy.

Don't talk about ordinary schools, it's Tsinghua University and Peking University, the poets and wandering singers who come outside the dormitory building can't be counted, they stay when they come, participate in activities when they have activities, sleep when they don't have activities, and eat when they see a basin.

To be honest, many of these goods have not been completed in elementary school.

But you can't stand it, you can't stand it when there are girls who wash their clothes in the winter, save money to cook for them, roll the sheets with them, and go homeless...... The most hateful ones are often abandoned in the end, and they are willing to be abandoned.

I had a lot of fights with the old wolf and my gang at that time. Why? Isn't it just about "knocking honey", it's all for the girl. 】

Jiang Che hadn't thought that he would also fight with the poet before. No, it's a poet. Although in this era, it is much more common for everyone to do this kind of thing than later.

But what can be done?

For example, let's say that the richest man in a prefecture-level city goes to another place and encounters such a scoundrel, hurts the people around him, and insults people, but there is no evidence.

How to do it?

First calm down, and then layer by layer to mobilize the relationship, entrust people, the most important thing is to let him know how big his social energy is, know how thick the sky is, and scare him to death? Or full of wisdom, design a subtle game, lead him into the pit, play him to death?

Don't make a fuss, if you really do this, the richest man is either brain-dead or the pattern is really too lo.

In fact, who has that leisure? The society is deep, and you have experience in Jicheng Mansion, you also score people, don't you? If any product is so high-minded and tossed, then the richest man in this prefecture-level city should not live too long...... He's not tired.

So how do you get it?

It's over with a thump.

And, thrashed, but also kind. Because the consequences are really much lighter than making money with harmony, and a little scoundrel can't get enough of that treatment.

The poet went to the hospital, and it was said that it was miserable, and now he doesn't know where to stay. After Jiang Che's anger was eliminated, he didn't plan to let Lao Biao get someone to come and take him away, and he would use it to hand over his head when he turned around.

After two fights, after the fight, the extent of the matter is like this.

At the scene of the lively club recruitment meeting, the group of 306 walked forward while watching together.

"Lao Jiang, your punishment ......," Zhang Dunai said worriedly.

"It's okay, this kind of small punishment won't have any impact. Don't worry about me......"

Jiang Che didn't finish speaking, because of the impact, there was actually still there.

When many clubs saw him, the greetings in their hands and the propaganda in their mouths suddenly stopped, and they looked to the side, meaning that I probably can't see you, so don't come over.

The poetry club at the end of the straight road is the most interesting, not only pretending not to look at him, but also can't help but glance at it a few times...... It's coming, it's like it's coming, what to do?

"Huh. Jiang Che greeted and said to his roommates, "Disperse, you each pick your favorite club." If it's convenient, help Lao Zheng report a break club...... Follow me, be careful that no one wants me. ”

He said very self-consciously and walked away alone. Interest is not suitable for gathering, and this is not the era of black. Especially Jiang Che's interest, except for Zheng Xinfeng, no one can match him.

…………

"It's coming, it's coming...... What to do?"

Li Nanfang is a sophomore, but because of her relatively calm personality, when she encounters an accident, it is the junior sister who hides behind her back and pulls her clothes and asks her what to do.

Li Nanfang didn't know either, but she still stood forward bravely, guarding the new table. He looked nervous and tried to pretend to be calm.

Jiang Che was about to finish the straight road.

"Hey, classmate, do you want to join the guitar club?"

Three boys and a girl stood behind a small table and greeted Jiang Che.

They play guitar and play in a campus band, and they have just studied it, and this freshman sells very well, and if they are recruited, they will definitely be able to fool more people and "sell" more guitars by the way. If you go out to perform, you may be more popular.

These are the few clubs along the road that took the initiative to greet Jiang Che, and most of the rest who called him were really unattended. Jiang Che also saw the flag of the Qigong Society, as well as the special function club, and also heard that there were qigong masters in Shenzhen University who "performed with gong", but they didn't even greet Jiang Che.

You have qigong, how can you be afraid of bullies?! I am a person in qigong, and I have special functions...... Jiang Che really hates iron and steel.

Finally, someone has taken a fancy to us, and this face has to be given, and it seems that I haven't become infamous enough for everyone to know. Jiang Che thought, took two steps to the right, and walked to the small table of the guitar club.

On the other side, the people of the poetry club collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Classmate, do you want to join the guitar club?" the girl straightened her chest, stood up a guitar on the table, and said kindly: "It's okay if you can't play, we can teach." ”

"Do you teach?" Jiang Che asked with a smile.

The senior sister was a little cramped, and said with a sweet smile: "Yes." ”

Only a few steps apart, the poetry club on the side is even more chaotic, this guy is really still a hooligan who messes with flowers and grass, hooks up with three or four - they have already inquired about the news of this violent new life yesterday and later. This guy is another beautiful country girl.

They are unconsciously paying attention, looking at it collectively, thinking: just go, don't go any further.

Jiang Che suddenly turned his head and smiled and "whew".

"Ah......" A group of girls from the Poetry Society are like sparrows full of telephone poles, fluttering and screaming and retreating, like a nest of ducks, quacking non-stop.

It's a good feeling to be a bully.

Jiang Che turned back with a smile, and the senior sister of the guitar club in front of him looked a little confused. The boy next to her took a diagonal step and said, "Classmate...... There's someone waiting behind you, and you're not interested in bothering to make a move. ”

"Vivi, Vivi......" he called out to the girl.

This boy didn't like Jiang Che's performance just now.

The senior sister named Weiwei came back to her senses, looked at Jiang Che and said, "Classmate, why don't you play it and try it?" She handed over the guitar and made a demonstration of the standard posture of holding the guitar and playing it.

Wei Wei thought so: he just stood here, and a group of girls were stunned, and this person was playful and interesting...... After recruiting in, clubs or bands will perform and it will be very popular.

Therefore, she wanted Jiang Che to stand with the guitar in his arms for a while.

In this year, boys play the guitar, which is very handsome and attractive, and basically every university, there will be a group of people sitting on the grass playing guitar and singing folk songs from time to time, surrounded by girls; occasionally, there are also people fighting with each other.

The universities of this era were full of romanticism and heroism.

"Gotta got, gotten got... gotta be..."

She found that Jiang Che was already playing, and she put it down after only a short melody she hadn't heard.

In fact, Jiang Che was in Chaliao in his previous life, the lonely years in the mountains, and there was no pastime, he had a guitar and played it for seven years. But it is precisely because of this that he is a little tired, not to mention that he has an average voice and can't be a singer, so he doesn't have that leisure in this life.

"You, will you?" Senior Sister Wei Wei looked at him in surprise, "What song did you just play?"

Jiang Che: "...... Random bullets. The melody he just played was actually the prelude to "Chengdu", which was the same as the chorus "Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu...... No way, before hanging up in the previous life, this song happened to be rotten on the street, and it was too impressive.

"Do you want to join us, then?" asked Sister Vivi again.

Jiang Che shook his head, put down the guitar in his hand, and gestured to the side, "Thank you, but I want to join the poetry club more." ”

Sister Weiwei: "......" is so disappointed.

Over at the Poetry Society: "......" is so frightened.

Jiang Che walked to the small table of the Poetry Society, smiled, and looked at them, "Recruitment?"

He was kind, because just now, he happened to hear that a few girls were still secretly discussing, and they were going to visit the injured Nishijima teacher in a while...... Worship and sympathy, it is easy to be cheated of money and sex.

"I'm sorry, but you are not welcome in our poetry club. Li Nanfang plucked up her courage and said with a straight face.

"That's it......" Jiang Che nodded and asked, "Why?"

Li Nanfang was so depressed, just you, embarrassed to ask why? She adjusted, "This classmate, what did you do yesterday, I don't think I need to say more." ”

Jiang Che: "Oh, yesterday, yesterday I was brave and brave. ”

“……”

Jiang Che smiled and said: "I didn't make a move at that time, I was afraid of you, especially you, ......" He gestured to Li Nanfang and said: "I will be cheated of money and sex." ”

This kind of deception made the girls very nervous and shy.

Jiang Che paused for a moment, and said clearly: "Do any of you have junior and senior high school classmates from Shenghai Urban Construction College here?" Make a phone call and ask, look at those poems, are they written by your teacher from the West Island......

"I've inquired a long time ago, but Mr. Nishijima didn't sign at all. Another girl said hiding behind people.

Is it him who doesn't have a signature? Jiang Che was a little big, and said in an impatient tone: "Then inquire again, and ask the person present at the time, is the person who wrote the poem very handsome?"

Of course, Mr. Nishijima has nothing to do with Shuai, he basically relies on talent, so Jiang Che's meaning is equivalent to saying, I know, it's really not him.

After saying that, Jiang Che turned around and walked towards another community......

"What do you mean, could it be that you wrote that poem?" Li Nanfang asked behind him, his tone was not asking, but a little annoyed by Jiang Che's tone just now, the freshman education sister is like training a child.

Jiang Che turned to look at her, "What do you mean, do you think I'm handsome?"

Li Nanfang: "......"

Jiang Che stopped talking, turned back, walked a few more steps towards the direction, and walked to the front of a slightly deserted "booth" for the recruitment of new clubs.

【UFO Agency】

You read that right, in the 80s and 90s, many universities had this society, and it was separate from the astronomical community and independently studied alien civilizations.

"Hello, senior brother, are you still recruiting?" Jiang Che asked.

This is Jiang Che's real goal today, compared to the poetry club and the guitar club, the romantic feelings and dreams, he thinks that the UFO club, which is full of imagination, willing to believe in everything, and willing to study and weave, is more suitable for him to play.

Now, Jiang Che has conquered 306, and the next step is this imaginative society.

These people are his Whampoa Phase I.

In the early 90s, Shencheng was a place where dragons and tigers gathered, and many individuals and families with a certain amount of social energy would make a little arrangement here; in the 90s, there were many talented students in Shencheng, and the family background was complex, which could involve many things.

Jiang Che came out of Linzhou this time, he wanted to hug his thighs, but instead of bending over and kneeling to hug him, he wanted to stand and hug it, and hugging it was a forest......

There will always be a coarse one.

Hug your thighs, instead of kneeling to offer benefits, it is better to take the lead to create benefits.

Behind the small table, a few senior brothers who had just been watching him flirt with the girl of the poetry club barely came back to their senses, Mu Mu nodded, and asked cautiously, "Are you really interested in UFO?

They were afraid that Jiang Che was here to make trouble, after all, he had just done that. So, the tone is somewhat unkind.

Jiang Che: "Yes, I have recently studied the Three-Body Civilization and found a lot of things, and I really want to communicate with you senior brothers." ”

Several senior brothers' eyes immediately lit up, "What is the Three-Body Civilization?"

The three-body problem was a concept proposed by Hibbert at the First World Congress of Mathematics in 1900. Jiang Che said: "The Trisolaran and the Earth ......"

His words were interrupted.

"Classmates. ”

Jiang Che turned his head when he heard this.

Senior Sister Wei Wei smiled sincerely and said, "The guitar club sincerely invites you to join. ”

"Don't. Behind the small table, several senior brothers shouted, "Come on, come on, let's go on, talk about the three-body problem." ”

On the other side, the Poetry Society, someone asked, "What about Nanfang?"

"It seems that I pulled Moon Young to make a call. ”

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