165 Those who are near Zhu are red, and those who are near ink are black

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

"When Ming San was very young, I killed a pet dog in the family, and I was so frightened at that time that I beat Ming San hard. But he told me that a dog is a dog, and it's different from people, not to mention that I often beat and curse the dog to death. ”

"He's a tiny, tiny kid, and I can't argue with what I'm saying. He doesn't know much about it, and he can't explain the truth of being a human being. ”

"My pet dog has a very bad temper, is lazy and greedy, I beat it or scold, at least give it food and feed it. ”

One night, Ming San's mother regained her senses, and in the morning when everyone was eating, she was chattering beside her, as if she didn't admit that she was dead.

On the dinner table are dandan noodles, oily noodles, and fried noodles specially made by Ying Long, as well as a very refreshing tomato and egg soup, and the eggs in it are light and fluttering one by one, and the taste is particularly fresh and soft.

Inheriting hundreds of years of craftsmanship, Ying Long is really special.

After killing a large bowl of noodles, Zhang Beibei glanced at the big basin of noodles on the table, and there was still a little noodle soup in it, so he asked, "Do you still want noodle soup, do you want it?"

Everyone else shook their heads, squatting alone in the corner, and Ah Gui, who was eating with his head down and holding a bowl, also shook his head, Zhang Beibei poured the remaining noodle soup into his bowl and drank it in a hurry.

There are guests this morning, and there is no time to delay, so everyone is out non-stop.

With a shake of the palm, the rubber band on the wrist slipped off and turned into a leather whip, Li Qingming drew a tick-like symbol in front of the soul of Ming San's mother, and the soul involuntarily followed everyone out of the restaurant, got on the bus all the way, got off, and followed into the school.

The first class was an old man's, very serious, and he would take a roll call before class, a roll call during recess, and a roll call after class. It talks about the construction of mechanical problems, and there are some very complex drawings, which are played on a projector, and they are blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

I finally got out of class, but two-thirds of the students didn't understand.

"But don't worry, as long as you can get the roll call every time in class, and the homework is more serious, even if the test score is low, the teacher will give it. What teachers want is the attitude of serious study. Seeing that Li Qingming and the others were all sad, a classmate couldn't help but come over to explain that he had wanted to talk to the new ones in the class for a long time.

Two hundred and five basically didn't understand a word, and then said with a straight face: "What's the use of holding this class? I checked it, and I won't need this knowledge when I go to work in the future." We are going to find a professional job in the future, there is foreman training in the workshop, and there is software in the office, what is the meaning of this class? I always feel that I have paid the money but have not learned anything, and I am very wronged. ”

The classmate who accosted him was stunned, and when Zhang Beibei finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Probably this class has credits, so that we can graduate and get a diploma." ”

"That's all there is to it. Zhang Beibei continued, "Foreign universities don't know how, and like ours, there are completely useless disciplines, except for taking credits, are they useless?"

"Probably so. The classmate felt that although Zhang Beibei was very good-looking, he spoke a little bit, and he didn't know how to continue talking, so he retreated decisively and ran away.

Holding the textbook to change the classroom, Zhang Beibei once again frowned, "I don't seem to understand this lesson." ”

patted Zhang Beibei's shoulder, Li Qingming said seriously: "If you don't understand, you have to listen, the most important thing is attitude." ”

Particularly pure mechanical principles, as well as some electrician knowledge. The textbook is very thick, there are a lot of knowledge points, and the teacher talks very slippery, but in fact, there is no practicality at all, and you will definitely not need this to go to work in the future.

Fortunately, this class is relatively simple, the teacher is a very humorous Humpty Dumpty, and the classroom atmosphere is well controlled.

Two classes in a row,Ming San has come to class.,It's still the same as usual.,No matter how difficult the knowledge is, he understands it.,Among his classmates, he's the only student who is held by the stars.,Even the teacher pays special attention to him.,I'll talk to him during recess.。

Compared to usual, it looks the same.

Unlike people whose younger brother has passed away, whose sister has just been discharged from the hospital, and whose mother has also had an accident, Ming San is like an outsider at this time.

The soul stood not far behind Li Qingming, watching with his own eyes how Ming San talked and laughed with his classmates, how he showed his side as a scholar, and how he mixed in among his classmates like a fish in water, and had a high reputation.

"He wasn't like that before. Doesn't he have a heart?"

"His sister's tuition hasn't been settled yet, so why isn't he in a hurry......"

The muddy soul finally came to his senses and accepted the fact that he was dead, but he was still worried about what happened before he died. Looking at Ming San, who looked like an ordinary person, his soul was very overwhelmed.

At lunchtime, Li Qingming and a few people were with Ming San. In school, in front of his classmates from various colleges, the smile on Ming San's face was very bright, and he looked like Li Qingming's sworn friend, which made 205 believe it and be jealous.

"There is a store where the sauerkraut fish is good, recommended by Wu Que Qiao. Li Qingming explained to everyone, "Their sauerkraut is pickled by themselves, which is said to be a must. ”

"I'm the most sensitive to plants. Mr. Appletree patted his chest.

Leaving the school, Ming San immediately changed his face, but in the end he followed him into the store, sat next to him coldly and didn't speak, and waited until all the dishes were served, then he said, "What, what's the matter?"

"Today is the end of the day. Li Qingming glanced at the soul, picked up the teacup and poured it forward, and the tea flowed without falling, forming a small water curtain.

The naked eye's mortal eyes passed through the water curtain and accurately saw the soul standing behind, Ming San's face instantly became ugly, and he said, "What does this mean? You have no evidence, do you want to sue me?"

"I don't need evidence to prove it to you. Li Qingming raised his palm, faced Ming San, and said slowly, "As I expected, you should be an eighteenth-layer hell demon who escaped and was born successfully." Your name is not in the book of life and death, and after this life, you will still have to go back to the eighteen layers of hell. But those who have been harmed by you in this life have also suffered......"

"Now you have two choices, take the initiative to give up your current yang shou and give it to the mother who gave birth to you and raised you, it will be hell. Or, still alive. ”

Chewing the chili pepper fiercely, Ming San smiled, "Why let me die, you don't have the right to take my life." My mom had to go to the balcony to dry her clothes last night, and she fell off the balcony in disrepair, do you want to blame me?"

"Now that I'm dead, I don't plan to live again. Ming San's mother suddenly spoke, "This child is the root of the Ming family after all, let him live." I didn't correct his character back then, and I deserved it. You are a good person, and you will trouble taking care of Ming San in the future. ”

No one thought that the soul would not want to return to the yang, so he chose it.

"In that case...... and I will fulfill thee. With a wave of Li Qingming's hand, the water curtain fell to the ground and turned into an ordinary puddle of water.

If the soul is no longer blessed, it will immediately be discovered by the ghost, wrapped in chains, ringing the bell, and taken away step by step. Ming San couldn't see this scene, but he realized it in his heart, the speed of eating was a lot slower, and he didn't talk to Li Qingming after eating, and walked slowly step by step.

There was no class in the afternoon, so Li Qingming and a few people wandered around the school to familiarize themselves with the structure of various parts of the school.

There are several classes in the playground for physical education, tennis, table tennis, volleyball, football, etc. A few people squatted next to them and watched for a long time, and their hands were a little itchy.

"We can't use our brains, we must do it!" Zhang Beibei was especially eager to try, looking at Li Qingming with his hands, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Let's try tennis. Li Qingming nodded.

It just so happened that it was also a tennis class in different classes of mechanical automation, and Li Qingming and several newcomers were more widely spread because of their appearance, although they didn't know each other, but many of their classmates knew them, and it didn't take long to invite them to come down to play.

I borrowed a classmate's tennis racket, followed and learned a few basic movements, and quickly got started, and practiced against the wall very smoothly.

Zhang Beibei is the fastest learner, he can already fight against his classmates, and his skills are not bad. This is the gifted type, and even the teacher came to look at it, and after a while said, "If you find it early, you can do it professionally." ”

"Hey. Zhang Beibei smirked and beat the classmates opposite.

The tennis ball has average bouncing ability, but if it has a lot of force and the right angle, it can fly far, far away. One classmate's tennis ball was not well controlled, and he flew straight out of the playground, flew over the barbed wire fence and flew outside, and the passing student was smashed.

The teacher arranged for two strong boys to carry the person to the school hospital, and Li Qingming and several people happened to return the racket and ball and followed them to the school hospital.

"So skinny, I can see the ribs. Zhang Beibei whispered, "His legs are like chopsticks, and his ankles are particularly thin." Just like that, I could have broken it with a single finger, but luckily it wasn't my tennis ball. ”

"It's a pity that I can't use branches, otherwise I'm definitely the best at tennis. Mr. Apple Tree said regretfully, catching a glimpse of the leaflet on the road, and said excitedly, "Boss, should we also send a leaflet to experience life?" I heard that an hour is worth 20 yuan, which is much. ”

The dazor, who ran to the front to help send people to the school hospital, ran back after finishing his busy work, and also heard the gossip.

Clearing his throat, Drought began to say: "The boy who fell is a junior, the boyfriend of the deputy director of the sports department of the school's student union, and the two of them came out of the closet in their freshman year, and they are very famous in school. But I heard that when the boy first entered the school, he was a chubby, sunny and healthy little handsome guy, and there were a lot of people who liked him. ”

"The deputy minister's family is very mysterious, but he should be relatively rich, and he is very generous. ”

I followed into the school hospital, the doctor was checking the boys, and the two boys in different classes in the same college were very nervous, for fear of smashing them into trouble.

Finally after the examination, the doctor immediately arranged the ward, and a list of potions was prescribed, "This classmate sent it a little late, and it is very difficult to cure." He has a very serious eating disorder ......" 166 Reading Network