Chapter Forty-Eight: Dreams, Fire, and Fights

Feng Yiming faintly heard the siren in the distance, stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window and looked down, several police cars were slowly driving into the gate, Feng Yiming's palms unconsciously revealed cold sweat, gently opened the door, seemed to hear the people gathered outside talking about something, took out a few tissues to wipe the cold sweat on his head, closed the door, Feng Yiming sat restlessly on the comfortable leather chair and waited for something. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sounds outside suddenly disappeared, Feng Yiming jumped up like a frightened bird, and listened carefully to the movement outside with his ears pricked up behind the door, as if there were footsteps coming, getting closer and closer, closer and closer, Feng Yiming looked down at his hands that seemed to be clean, a little distracted.

The footsteps finally stopped outside the door, Feng Yiming thought to himself that this was fate, damn fate, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hands. It seemed to be only a moment, and it seemed to be a long, long time, Feng Yiming didn't hear a knock on the door.

"Whew, whew, whew......" Feng Yiming suddenly opened his eyes, saw the snow-white ceiling, gasped and got up from the bed, groped for the water cup on the desk by the moonlight outside the window, and drank it dry, only then did he ease down. Yes, this is Qingping City No. 1 Middle School, it is now the summer vacation of 1999, and he has just been admitted to the City No. 1 High School with a high score, Feng Yiming said to himself silently.

Walking casually on the unfamiliar and familiar streets, looking at the pedestrians shuttling around him, Feng Yiming was a little in a trance. Last night's dream brought him great pressure, Feng Yiming stretched out his hand again to look carefully, and rebirth didn't seem to bring earth-shaking changes to these hands.

Walking along the road, Feng Yiming didn't seem to feel the soreness of his feet, and kept moving forward mechanically, when Zhou Fatzi, who was riding a bicycle, found that his eyes were dull and empty on the side of the road, Feng Yiming was hitting his head on the telephone pole.

Pressing the swollen bag on his head hard, Feng Yiming finally came to his senses, and looked at the fat man Zhou who was about to support him on the side, "The score will come out soon, you still have the heart to come out to play?"

Zhou Fatzi looked indifferent, "If you enter the high school, you will study hard and go up every day." ”

Feng Yiming sneered twice: "Pull it down, I'm afraid that you will climb down from the balcony on the second floor every night to go to the game room." "In his previous life, Zhou Fatzi really did this kind of bullish thing, often put the ladder on the balcony after evening self-study, and then climbed down from the ladder in the dark when his parents went to sleep, and climbed up again in the middle of the night.

"Don't worry, Yu Fei has taken me to Internet cafes a few times in the past few days, and I don't go to the game room now. ”

Feng Yiming put a snack, there are no Internet cafes around the No. 1 Middle School in the city, even if Zhou Fatzi has an Internet addiction, there is no problem.

"It's so hot in the afternoon, what are you riding out to hang around?"

Zhou Fatzi put the car away and whispered: "Do you remember the last time I was cheated in the game room? Yu Fei went to check the bottom of that person, it was Li Hongbo from the second class of the third year of high school, and his cousin was the guy who fought with me and was expelled when he was in the first year of junior high school. ”

Zhou Chong is chubby, has a round face, and is quite kind to others, but when he encounters something wrong, he is ruthless. In his previous life, Zhou Chong stayed in Jianghe after graduating from university, his girlfriend was one year lower than him, and he was molested in school, but the male student was swollen on the day of the senior graduation thesis defense, although he graduated in the end, he did not get a degree certificate. This incident was widely spread in Qingping's classmates, and everyone knew that Zhou Chong did it, but the unlucky student had no evidence.

Feng Yiming stared at the fat man and asked, "Oh, the second class of high school, the college entrance examination will be the day after tomorrow, do you want to ......?"

Zhou Chong smiled evilly, "Yu Fei told me that it was the son of the deputy director of the city bureau who handed you the cigarettes that day, right?"

"Yes"

"When you calculate this, you can't blame Grandpa Zhou for being ruthless. ”

Feng Yiming lit a cigarette, a little hesitant, he also inquired later, Li Hongbo's academic performance is average, normal performance is an average undergraduate, and if he gets someone before the college entrance examination, it is likely that this guy will be bad for a lifetime, but then again, this kid is meticulous and holds grudges, since he has calculated others, it is normal for others to take advantage of his weaknesses.

"After all, it's the college entrance examination, you pay attention and show your tail, don't talk about your dad, my mom has to pump you!"

"I know, if I don't come forward myself, I won't make any big deals, at most the road will be blocked and delayed for some time. Fat Zhou explained.

Feng Yiming knew that Zhou Fatzi was a good person, very righteous, in his previous life, he later entered a state-owned enterprise in Jianghe, he mixed it well, he was a good person, he was a little playful when he was a student, and he used to accompany him, and later Feng Yiming climbed out to play at night and was caught by Feng's mother, and even took Zhou Fatzi and missed the stuffing. In this life, he is playing outside alone, and his parents don't know about it, so he can't be reported.

Zhou Chong still had to wait for Li Hongbo nearby, beckoning friends to recognize him, Feng Yiming snatched his bicycle and continued to ride along the road.

Feng Yiming didn't pay attention to the road signs, he turned a corner when he saw the red light, and thought to himself where he could ride, he had worked hard enough this year, and the nightmare he had last night seemed to foreshadow his fate, just see where he could ride today.

"Bang dang", Feng Yiming even fell into the alley with the car, Nima, the road in this alley is really amazing, the gap raised by the bluestone slab is enough to stuff one foot, and he still hasn't changed it. Feng Yiming helplessly picked up the car, tried to ride it, and was about to get on the car, when a few gangsters passed by with their chests hooked up.

"Brother Yong, it was this kid last time!" a shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Yongqiang turned his head to stare at the kid who was about to get into the car, and shouted, "Feng Yiming." ”

Feng Yiming turned his head to face Wang Yongqiang's angry eyes, and before he could press the pedal hard to accelerate, several thugs surrounded him.

Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Zhang Changhe has been in office for almost a month, and the news that Feng Wei'an and Zhang Changhe are classmates in a dormitory of the party school has spread all over Qingping City.

Feng Yiming thought stupidly, what a cheating bear child, and only then did he stop the car and ask, "What's wrong?"

Wang Yongqiang really doesn't want to cheat his father, since he and Ding Xiangzhong completely turned his face more than a month ago, his son Wang Qing sent this only baby son out of Qingping, lest others take Wang Yongqiang's knife, until yesterday, look at Zhang Changhe has been in office for more than a month, almost no additional personnel adjustments, Qingping City looks calm, Wang Qing called his son back.

On the first day of returning home, he bumped into the enemy who knocked him unconscious last time, Wang Yongqiang gritted his teeth and pointed at his head and asked, "You shot me last time?"

Feng Yiming glanced at the other party coldly, put on his finger covers, and asked, "Let's go together, or go alone?"

Last night's nightmare seemed to be floating in his mind all the time, the heavier and heavier footsteps seemed to be echoing in his ears all the time, the sharp sirens, the chattering of everyone, and even the imaginary "beep" after the elevator arrived, everything almost made Feng Yiming unable to breathe normally.

In the hot weather of thirty-seven or eight degrees, he was almost masochistic on the road for an afternoon, but the fire in Feng Yiming's heart was burning more and more, what did he do wrong?

Feng Yiming looked at Wang Yongqiang, who was a little unresponsive, and thought to himself that this was really a waste, and rushed towards the crowd with a fist.