You play with history, and history will inevitably play with you.

Xu Teng finally has a deep understanding of this.

"Ha, it's really you, Xu Teng, how do you know Jiang Yingyu?" In the other bed by the window, another senior sister suddenly jumped out, wearing the same cyan pajamas as the pink pajamas, "You sent Xia Li over, why did you get along with Jiang Yingyu again, step on two boats!"

"Hehe, I guess it's the bed up there. Xu Teng really didn't want to provoke this one, and saw that the bed above had some fragments of SKII and Lancôme's cosmetics, both of which were expensive, and there was a copy of Renoir's "Nude Girl in the Sun", which was beautifully framed.

The taste is so unique, most of it is Jiang Yingyu's nest.

"Yo, that's true, you can pick her up slowly. Yan Xiaoqing sneered and motioned to the other two sisters with his eyes, no one was allowed to help.

"Do you know him?" the pink pajama senior sister was surprised and asked Yan Xiaoqing.

"Yes, when he hit the sixth level of English and asked me about his experience, my aunt and grandmother did their best to tutor them. Later, when he passed the sixth level, the ghost lost his mind and wrote him five love letters, but he didn't reply to any of them, and he was heartbroken, and he almost lost confidence in men. Yan Xiaoqing played with the nail clippers in his hand, quite like Xu Teng's own mother.

What can Xu Teng say?

Coaching?

Tutor a fart, please eat two meals in the restaurant, and throw a few old materials to us?

There are more sisters and sisters who write love letters to me in Weixian Middle School, how many are you, why should I reply to you, the number one poisonous tongue girl in the county?

said that your chest is like a steamed bun, but you don't know that it is a small steamed bun of Wangzai.

Yan Xiaoqing gave Xu Teng a problem, the key is that Jiang Yingyu is also having a problem, Xu Teng doesn't believe that she is so drunk that she can't even open her eyes, even if she drinks two bottles of Lafite alone, she won't be drunk like this.

You girls, you really underestimate you Uncle Xu.

Xu Teng hooked his feet, pulled out a square stool, jumped up, played, squat, and supported in one go, and pushed Jiang Yingyu to the bed with both hands like a shot.

This time it must be enough for her to hurt, pretend, let you pretend.

"Damn, I forgot that your grandson practiced martial arts. The nail clippers in Yan Xiaoqing's hand were almost out of his hands, and he was angry.

"I just remember now, my senior sister is also from the English Department of Jiang Normal University, in fact, I applied to Jiang Normal University for one or two books this year, but it was useless, I usually played too high, and the score was not enough at all. Xu Teng just didn't hear her cursing and looked at Yan Xiaoqing.

"Nonsense, don't think I don't know, you volunteered to apply for international trade at Jiang Normal University, which is because you don't want to go. Isn't it obvious, you want to get rid of Xia Li's entanglement, right? The pilot class of Yangtze River College is really good, and it is estimated that it is not less than the second line. Yan Xiaoqing was actually relieved to see that he never mentioned the old things and didn't fight back, because she was like a fool from the beginning to the end of the whole thing.

"Tsk, people are not interested in you at all, you still secretly inquire about other people's affairs, and you find out so clearly, it's really a deep love. No wonder the senior in the Chinese department chased you for two years, and the dinner was invited again and again, and he couldn't even touch his hand. "The senior sister in the pink pajamas is like having a grudge against Yan Xiaoqing, and she will poke wherever it hurts.

"Go, you know a fart, that guy is not as tall as me, with a bean on his face, and he writes two crooked poems and calls himself a modernist poet, fuck it. Yan Xiaoqing pointed at Xu Teng, "Compared with him, who do you choose, anyway, I'd rather no one want it, and I don't want to study with peace of mind than walk with the ugly frustration, I can't afford to lose this person." ”

"Tsk, it's up to you all day long. The senior sister in the pink pajamas began to argue, obviously, the modernist poet gave her a good feeling, at least not as unbearable as Yan Xiaoqing said.

Yan Xiaoqing didn't bother to pay attention to her, and asked Xu Teng, "You should have been admitted, right?"

Xu Teng nodded silently, thought about it, took out a ballpoint pen with the Danguiyuan logo from his pocket, found a piece of paper on the table casually, wrote down his number and left it to Yan Xiaoqing, "If you go over, this is my phone number, and I will contact you often when I am free." When I settle down over there, if you have time, go to the university town with Sister Yingyu and Xia Li to play, it is close to Nightingale Mountain, and the scenery should be pretty good. ”

"Good. Yan Xiaoqing glanced at the number, and was also a little surprised, then put it away, and smiled bitterly, "Your volunteer was Xiaopeng who took the initiative to sue me, I probably think this is a reparation." Don't worry, if someone bullies Xia Li at the Normal University, I will definitely help you. ”

"Good. Xu Teng agreed, waved his hand, and left.

"Yan Xiaoqing, tell me everything you know. As soon as Xu Teng left, Jiang Yingyu rolled out of bed, his movements were numb, he jumped up like a zombie, and grabbed Yan Xiaoqing with a smile.

"Ha, don't sue you. Yan Xiaoqing laughed and hid behind the pink pajama sister, "It's okay to sue you, give me a Kotz's handbag, you don't want the old goods." ”

"No problem, pull hook. Jiang Yingyu was still an eldest sister just now, but now she has changed back into a little girl.

In fact, in one sentence, the little bastard surnamed Xu is a god pit, and the pit person doesn't care about burying it. Yan Xiaoqing said Qi Xiaopeng's lines, which was also Qi Xiaopeng's original words to persuade her to open something, she asked Jiang Yingyu, "Have you seen Xia Li, how beautiful, it's a pit, it's not buried for six years, just keep fishing!"

"How can you be so handsome, you are all guilty of nymphomania. The pink pajama sister was dismissive, her words were very accurate, and she hit the nail on the head.

"You know a fart!" Yan Xiaoqing sneered, got into bed, and began to fight back, "This guy is a strange guy in our county, the third year of junior high school is the fourth section of amateur Go, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, there are dozens of essays and essays published in the education newspaper, "Science Fiction World" is said to be his main direction, there may be four short stories and a novella science fiction, his hair told me that he has a long science fiction manuscript of more than one million words in his hand, ready to send to the publishing house. The results are not bad, English is particularly good, the second year of high school passed the sixth level, the third year of high school also participated in the city martial arts competition and won the runner-up of the youth team leader, the city's high school games, almost three or four into the main competition. In middle and high school, he was the captain of the school's basketball, and the guitar played from folk to classical, from blues to jazz, I dare not say that it was compared with the major, but he also played for five or six years, at least in a group of nerdy counties, he was really a fairy among that group of idiots. ”

"Mother, a talent in the 21st century. The pink pajamas senior sister was a little speechless, "That's it, can he still be admitted to college?"

"Yes, three books, private, deserved. Yan Xiaoqing smiled proudly, and then gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Ben Niangniang would have taken a fancy to him back then, and he was blind to my dog's eyes...... I'm blind, I'm blind. ”

"Why?" Jiang Yingyu couldn't understand why Xu Teng was so smart, why did he make such a low-level mistake, and play so delicately and freely in high school, just to go to a three-school school.

For pickling girls?

Neurotic, although she doesn't know much about Xu Teng, she is sure that this junior is very mature and not this kind of brain-dead.

There is an answer to every question.

Only Xu Teng himself knows about this issue.

He only wanted to read one or three books, and chose to continue to study at Yangtze River College, the reason is not complicated, he does not plan to return to his old business at all, nor does he want to waste too much time and energy, but wants to be a talent, whether it is a pseudo-talent or a real talent.

First of all, you must make money to support your family, and secondly, you must be famous, brush big V, brush fans, since the local media have been leveled by Chen, then use online media and Chendou in Chenzhou.

From Shakespeare to Jin Yong, from Asimov to Huang Yi, from Asimov to Liu Cixin, from "Dune" to "The Lord of the Rings", he has this confidence.

He wrote "The Legend of Little Soldiers" silently for six years, based on the original work, higher than the original work, with thoughts, connotations, characters, grievances and hatreds, creativity, suspense, national arts, no mecha, and the next book is ready to write "Mecha Empire".

At least, there is already a publishing house in Taiwan that is willing to take over, and the price is 60 words per thousand, which is a bit low, and he is still considering it.

The editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" Luo has read the first 200,000 words of this set of "The Legend of Little Soldiers", and is very interested, and he is also in Tongguò friends to help him contact, hoping to find a more reputable and powerful traditional Chinese publishing house.

For this matter, the editor-in-chief Luo, who is in his forties, specially registered a QQ account to discuss the plot, characters, and suspense with him.

Everything needs to be developed step by step, Xu Tengchu wrote the first science fiction short story in his life, more than 2,000 words. Luo Ye, who was still the deputy editor-in-chief at the time, took a fancy to this immature manuscript at a glance, and was convinced that it was written by a second-year junior high school student, and it took several days to revise it repeatedly before it was finally published in the supplement.

Every classic work has a soul, and when you read it and are influenced by it, your soul will change with it.

Compared with the Xu Teng in 2015, he has changed a lot, he is younger on the surface, but in fact he is more mature and introverted, with a soul and thoughts that are completely different from the past, but many times, he himself is not aware of it.