When Xu Jing opened his eyes, the sunlight had already shone on the wall through the gray window, shining a golden Tianzi.

Lifted the quilt, got up and got dressed, Xu Jing looked back at the messy single quilt on the bed, no one in the south would cover the quilt at this time, walked over and pulled up the quilt and folded it neatly, like a square piece of flat tofu, from now on he is just Xu Jing.

Looking around the room, Xu Jing took off the glass on the door beam of the room, wiped it with a rag, jumped up, poked his feet in, hung upside down on the door beam and did sit-ups, counting silently in his heart, until he did a hundred before stopping, and he was only a little anxious to breathe, and then he lay on the ground and did push-ups, and only got up after two hundred squares, and exhaled a long breath.

God treats him well in this life, not like the sick body in his previous life, this is the foundation that Yang Laosan has laid for him since he was a child, and he has been tempered by a few years of military career. This reminds Xu Jing of the protagonist in an RB movie called "Brain Man" in his previous life, with a computer-like brain, coupled with unparalleled learning ability, and a strong physique, not like a human being, more like a super soldier.

After taking a shower, after washing, cooking a bowl of noodles and eating, Xu Jing returned to the bedroom, turned out the suitcase, took out a wad of banknotes from the mezzanine, and clicked it, the largest denomination was a hundred-yuan bill that had only been issued for a few months, and it also exuded the fragrance of ink, there were five, which were left by the head of the army. The rest were mostly old bills of ten or five yuan, adding up to more than 300.

Holding the banknote in his hand, Xu Jing shook it, thinking about what to do now, although the price of goods in this era is very low compared to a few decades later, but the hundreds in his hand may not be able to last long, especially with the increase in the degree of openness, the trend of price opening is expanding more and more, the market chaos caused by the dual-track price system and inflation are becoming more and more serious, after all, there must be economic resources, if you can't wait for the people who have to wait, then you really have to ask for food.

In this era, work is still popular for sons to take over from their fathers, and iron rice bowls are the most popular, and it is not easy to find a job. It's easy to make money doing business, but it's a pity that it's impossible to do business with this little capital. Painting portraits of people like in previous lives and selling them? No one wants to pay for this in this era. After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Jing found that he had a wealth of knowledge and information in his head, but he couldn't find a suitable job.

Without thinking much about it, and not in a hurry at this time, he put the ownership in his pocket, packed the suitcase, and Xu Jing took the door and went out. The most important thing now is to be more familiar with the environment, so Xu Jing walked around the street.

First bought a few sets of jeans and T-shirts at clothing stores, and for the soul from decades later, it seemed quite uncomfortable to wear army green pants and white shirts every day, and jeans and T-shirts were already the closest to his aesthetic he could find. Then I bought a pair of sneakers and a few pairs of socks at a shoe store, spent seventy or eighty yuan, and continued to wander the street.

The signboard at the door of a small shop caught Xu Jing's sight, and a cardboard-like signboard with a big "Teresa Teng's new song!" stood at the door of the shop. It's a video store.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Jing walked in. The music tapes are displayed in it, most of which are Hong Kong and Taiwan pop songs, and there are also a few Japanese songs and English songs, mainly rock and roll. After going around inside, Xu Jing finally picked a collection of Hong Kong pop hits, several English rock tapes, and a rock album by Xu Wei.

The last things Xu Jing bought were drawing boards and brushes and paper, which Xu Jing spent a lot of effort to buy. Although he did not plan to make a living by selling paintings, for Xu Jing, who was accustomed to sketching in his spare time, sketching was his best choice to pass the time, which was an era when there was no Internet.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, Xu Jing had a meal in a small restaurant, and then walked straight back.

After returning to the house, washing and drying the newly bought clothes, sitting on the sofa and thinking about it, Xu Jing took out the sketching tools he bought, thought about it for a while, and began to sketch on the drawing paper.

After a short time, a little girl jumped out of the paper, sitting on the steps, with tears in her eyes, holding a pile of broken tapes in her hand, and the back outlined by the sketch pen was obliquely printed on the steps, which was both vivid and indescribably lonely. It was the little girl Xu Jing dressed up in yesterday.

"Bang Bang Bang"

As soon as Xu Jing stopped writing, there was a knock on the door.

Turning over the drawing paper and buttoning it on the table, getting up and opening the door, what greeted Xu Jing's eyes was not someone else, it was the main author of the pen, she was looking up at Xu Jing with her head more than one meter four, and Xu Jing also looked at her.

"Don't invite me in?" was silent for a few seconds, and seeing that Xu Jing didn't speak, she spoke first, a little playful.

Xu Jing opened his mouth again, but did not speak, just gave up his position. The little girl glanced at Xu Jing suspiciously and walked in.

"You are ... Dumb?" the little girl sat down on the sofa and tilted her head to look at Xu Jing, still suspicious in her head.

"No... No. He didn't close the door again, and after a while, Xu Jing held back a few words, and then sat on the sofa opposite and looked at her.

"I shouldn't have called you yesterday, do you hate me too?" the little girl also looked at Xu Jing and pursed her lips.

"It's not. Xu Jing shook his head slightly.

"You didn't even want me to come in just now. ”

"It's not. ”

"You're not going to say anything but 'no'?"

"It's not. ”

"Poof, cluck" The little girl was amused by Xu Jing's reply, Xu Jing opened her mouth slightly, and she didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

When the little girl smiled enough, she took out a handkerchief, which was the one that Xu Jing handed her yesterday, and it could be seen that it had been washed, and there was a fragrance of laundry soap.

"Well, thank you yesterday. The little girl handed the handkerchief to Xu Jing.

"It's fine. "After that, Xu Jing finally stopped the word 'not'.

"That's right, here's for you. Xu Jing took out a few tapes from the bag on the side and handed them over.

The little girl glanced at Xu Jing suspiciously, then took it, flipped through it and looked at a few boxes of tapes.

"Why did you send me this?" At this time, the tapes were not cheap, adding up to more than a dozen yuan, which was not a small amount, and the average worker's monthly salary was only seventy or eighty yuan.

"Yesterday, I accidentally broke you. Xu Jing is like a word squeezed out of his teeth, pitifully few.

"No, it wasn't you who broke it, it was because I failed the final exam, and my dad was angry and broke it. Speaking of this, the little girl was obviously a little unhappy.

"Oh. Xu Jing was a little clear, and then said: "You take it, I don't need it." ”

"Okay, but let you go first, I'll come and listen to it when I have time, anyway, my dad won't let me listen to songs at home, so I'll come to you to listen to it, huh." Apparently the little girl was quite angry about what her father had done.

"Where is your home, how did you move here?" Then she asked Xu Jing's origin, and between questions and answers, Xu Jing gave a rough idea of what he could say.

"Then you're not going to go to college, are you?"

"Well, no. Although Xu Jing has not gone to school, with the amount of knowledge stored in his mind and the amount of information during the Internet explosion, he does not plan to study, and according to his nature, he is not interested in going to school for a few years.

"So what are you going to do, look for a job?"

"Well, let's see. "There was a conversation like this.

"Huh, what is this?" Suddenly, the little girl saw the drawing paper turned over on the coffee table, and reached out to take it in Xu Jing's hesitation.

“。。。。 Looking at the painting in her hand, the little girl suddenly paused.

"Say, do you like me?" said the little girl with the corner of her eye, pouting the older boy in front of her.

“。。。。 No, no, boring to draw. Xu Jing is not embarrassed.

"Poof, giggle, teasing you!" the little girl continued to smile heartily after speaking, but Xu Jing couldn't laugh at it.

"It's so beautiful, it turns out that you are so good at drawing, let me tell you, my dad is a painter, when I was a child, he taught me to draw, let me draw apples in the room, guess what happened?"

"You ate the apple?" Xu Jing asked tentatively.

"How do you know?" the little girl's eyes widened, surprised by Xu Jing's answer.

"Guess. Xu Jing replied, in fact, he was testing something just now.

"Why are you so smart!" the little girl was still immersed in surprise.

"Well, it's very smart. Xu Jing said something that seemed very narcissistic to the little girl, which made the little girl speechless.

Then the little girl seemed to be more and more interested in Xu Jing, pestering him to paint several portraits of herself in different poses.

"I'm going home, give me these paintings!" Finally the little girl was satisfied, picked up a few pieces of paper on the table, and got up to leave.

Xu Jing sent her to the door and closed the door only after watching her leave. In this era, the neighbors are not closed, but Xu Jing's personality is a little withdrawn, and he closed the door because of his habits in his previous life.

"Bang bang bang" before turning around, there was another knock on the door, and Xu Jing had no choice but to turn around and open the door again.

"What are you doing when the door is closed in broad daylight? I forgot to ask you just now, what's your name?" No one else will knock on Xu Jing's door except the little girl.

"Xu Jing. Xu Jing replied.

"My name is Zhou Xiaoxun, don't be mistaken!" then waved his hand at him and turned to leave.

From the moment the door was closed, Xu Jing was a little speechless to Zhou Xiaoxun, and only then did he remember to ask his name, his head was really not very bright, no wonder he failed the exam.

Xu Jing never asked her name, not that he didn't remember it, but today was what he was really talking about, plus the reason for his withdrawn personality, it was Zhou Xiaoxun who was asking today, he was answering, and none of the sentences exceeded ten words.

In fact, when Xu Jing said Zhou Xiaoxun's fatherhood and asked her to draw apples, he was a little suspicious of the identity of this little girl, he had seen her early works in his previous life, although he was a few years older than now, but he could vaguely distinguish it from the outline, but he was not very sure, so he said the sentence 'You ate the apple', which is some interesting facts about Zhou Xiaoxun learned about a variety show in his previous life.

Turned around and cleaned up the table, sat on the sofa again, leaning on the backrest, for what happened today, Xu Jing couldn't help but want to laugh a little in his heart, this thing is a bit coincidental and evil, you can meet the top stars of the future if you move, and you are still a rare powerful faction.

Although Xu Jing confirmed Zhou Xiaoxun's identity, he didn't seem too excited, not to mention that she is still just a little playful and cute little Lori, even if she grows into the Zhou Gongzi who is known as the "Variety Elf", he will not have three heads and six arms, let alone fly away, but just an ordinary person in the spotlight, not to mention Xu Jing's character, even if he puts Cheng Long in front of him, he will only say an 'oh' word.

In Xu Jing's eyes, the life trajectory of him and Zhou Xiaoxun may be just two intersecting lines, who knows if the two lines will be entangled for a lifetime.