Lin Yujing wore a long skirt to send Jiang Che to the airport, and her expression was a little hesitant when they parted.

"Jiang Che, have you ever watched a TV series? She finally asked, somewhat abruptly.

Just looking at his watch, Jiang Che raised his head and said, "I've seen it, what's wrong?"

"Just, can you go back and practice?" Lin Yujing stood up with her palm, knocked on the back of her neck, and said seriously after gesticulating: "In this way, if the knife snaps, the person will faint." ”

Jiang Che was a little dazed.

Lin Yujing's face was slightly embarrassed, and she turned aside to look at Jiang Che and said, "So it doesn't hurt, right?"

“……”

Co-authorship means physical general anesthesia.

Probably that sentence is a hundred times more painful than an injection is really too scary, right? Jiang Che thought, Master Zhao, hehe, what a thousand knife killers.

"Remember to practice. ”

"Good. ”

When Jiang Che entered the security channel, Lin Yujing said in the back: "I will be a senior in half a year, and I can apply for an internship......

Jiang Che thought about it and suddenly realized: probably Lin's internship place has already been chosen.

Anxious, he threw himself into the net.

But don't say I don't feel it, at first glance, I realized that it was so fast...... Lin is about to be a senior.

Calculated in this way, the time spent with her in the first three years was really pitiful. The few meetings during this period were mostly by the way, and they often seemed rushed......

I'm afraid I haven't eaten as much as Sister Chu has with her, right?" Jiang Che thought.

From the second half of 92 to the beginning of 95, the only time the two could be considered a long time together, lasted for a summer vacation, but because of the beautiful battle of IKEA, they couldn't take care of their children's affection.

But in the days when Sister Chu was hospitalized, she always went to take care of ......

Inexplicably with a sense of crisis, Jiang Che hurriedly said: "I understand, I must prepare well in the next half year, and I will wait for the forestry workers at that time." ”

Lin Yujing couldn't help but laugh and nodded casually pretending not to care.

"Are you going to go to 10,000?" Jiang Che thought of and asked first.

"I don't know, it's still early, I'll ask Professor Shi to help me ask. ”

"Why don't you just let me open one for you?"

"......" Lin Yujing was ridiculous in her heart, and said, "I don't want to work for you." ”

"Well, that's fine. Jiang Che pointed to the direction of the waiting hall and said, "Then I'll go in first, go back and wait for the site over there to be built, and remember to go online." ”

From the bottom of her heart, Jiang Che certainly didn't really want Lin Yujing to go to the life of going to the wind and rain for a period of time, running the construction site twice in three days, but this was her own willingness and liking.

Think about it, every time a forester walks on the construction site with a hard hat, he is indeed very handsome and rarely capable.

She had to go.

"Well, do you still write a letter?" Lin Yujing asked.

"Write, of course. Jiang Che said.

He bought a computer for Lin Yujing, pulled a telephone line, and introduced Huiduo.com and the "horse station" that will be built soon, of course, not for the purpose of communication between the two.

To put it in a more colloquial way, Jiang Che is slowly cultivating the pattern of classmate Lin in a subtle and silent way, so that she can adapt to her identity and position more smoothly in the future.

In the early days of the Internet, at least 90 percent of the people who went online could be called the elite class of society, not to mention 100 percent.

In particular, the group of people who began to mix and benefit multiple networks in 95 years and built sites in various places are basically the main force calling for wind and rain in the later Internet era.

Start adapting early in this way, and let Miss Lin edge OB about this historical process.

In the future, she will look around, the so-called rich list, giant businessmen, celebrities, ho, isn't it just Brother Xiaoma, Ding Sanshi, Lei Tingting...... The natural wind and clouds are bearish, and the waves are not alarmed.

…………

At the end of this period, Jiang Che did not fail the course.

However, Zhang Dunai, who won a scholarship last academic year, surprisingly failed two subjects...... He was under tremendous psychological pressure, and he couldn't keep his mind for too long, even if he tried to reach the final temporary impact stage, he couldn't concentrate his attention.

During the winter vacation, Jiang Che participated in the filming of "A Good Dad" a little, and it was already the thirtieth month of the lunar month when he returned to Linzhou.

This is the first time that the Jiang family has celebrated the New Year in Linzhou, because her cousin Lingchun came over, and Jiang's mother simply called Tang Yue and Tang Lianzhao sisters and brothers, there were many people and lively.

On the other side, Deep City.

Zheng Xinfeng is alone. Originally, it was said that his parents would bring the family over, and the tickets and air tickets were bought in the morning, but on the morning of departure, the family did not call until more than nine o'clock, saying that his eldest brother had been drinking and playing cards all night last night, and he could not find anyone at this time.

In the era of inconvenient transportation, after such a delay, it will not be possible to come in the end.

A man's year.

I have lived in a house for a year, there is a newly renovated kitchen on the right hand, there are mountains of New Year's goods on the cabinets and tables in front of me, there are newly bought Simmons beds in each room, and there are more than a dozen people in the wardrobe, everyone's new clothes for the New Year.

Even in the drawer of the coffee table, there is a stack of red envelopes prepared by Zheng Xinfeng for his parents, brothers-in-law, nephews and nieces in advance.

There was no Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, sitting alone on the sofa and listening to the sound of firecrackers outside the window for a while, and he didn't pay attention to what was being performed on the TV Spring Festival Gala.

couldn't stay still, Zheng Xinfeng got up and grabbed a few bags of New Year's goods and drove to the company, nominally preparing to say that he was going to visit the security guards who guarded the factory for the New Year, but in fact, he ...... He just wanted to talk to someone, so as not to be cold and miserable.

When he got to the ground, Zheng Xinfeng walked outside the guard.

The hot steam of the hot pot came out of the window......

It was crowded inside, and it was almost unstoppable, and the four security guards were there, as well as their families, wives and children, parents, sisters and brothers, all of whom were eating hot pot together.

"Mr. Zheng..." A security guard saw him and quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks and stood up.

Soon, everyone was on their feet.

The security captain looked at Zheng Xinfeng in a bit of panic, "Mr. Zheng, we ......"

"It's okay, Chinese New Year's Eve, it's good for the family to come over, lively", Zheng Xinfeng smiled and said, "It's just a few of you, remember not to get drunk." ”

The security guards breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests again and again to reassure.

"Mr. Zheng, although rest assured, we must be optimistic about the company. ”

"By the way, Mr. Zheng's family is here, right?"

Zheng Xinfeng: "...... Yes, they're all at home, so I'll take the time to come and see you. Zheng Xinfeng put a few bags of New Year's goods on the table and said, "You guys have a point." ”

Then he took out money from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and sealed the New Year's red envelopes for several children present.

"Thank you Mr. Zheng yet. The security guard's family commanded the child happily and nervously.

"Xie ~ Xie ~ Mr. Zheng. ”

Several children dragged a long note, bowed and bowed.

"Good. Zheng Xinfeng said: "Just call uncle." ”

The children were very well-behaved, and immediately bowed again, and said in unison: "Thank you~Thank you~ Uncle." ”

“…… Huh. Zheng Xinfeng responded with a smile, rubbed a child's little brain melon with one hand, pointed to the door, and said, "You eat, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Walk to the office.

Turn on the lights and close the doors.

Looking at the poster of Baggio on the wall, Zheng Xinfeng kicked the trash can in front of him out.

Mr. Zheng has had a bleak year.

He's still hungry......