The two agreed. Shan Yusheng was about to leave, Xiao Mo tugged at his sleeve, and he was quite happy.

"I guess you and I won't have too many opportunities to have a common topic, shouldn't a polite child leave a memorable parting message before leaving?"

Shan Yusheng turned around and looked down at Xiao Mo, the big fat man was lying lazily on the stone chair, with a smile on his face. After getting along for more than ten years, Shan Yusheng found Xiao Mo an interesting and terrifying person for the first time, and the smile full of laughter made people's hearts beat and their spines chilled.

After two flicks, Shan Yusheng didn't break away from Xiao Mo's hand, showing helplessness in impatience, and turned towards the birdcage.

Thin fingers tapped rhythmically on the birdcage, one, thirteen, nine, four, the silly parrot listened with its thick neck held high for a while, and jumped to Shan Yusheng's hand. Shan Yusheng poked his fingers into the cage, picked up a pine nut and fed it into the parrot's mouth, touched the parrot's yellow crown feathers, and pointed in Xiao Mo's direction.

The snow-white little guy swallowed the food, opened his mouth and shouted at Xiao Mo in a strange voice:

"Have a nice trip!" "Have a nice trip!" "Have a nice trip!"

Shan Yusheng turned to Xiao Mo at this time, the expression on his delicate little face was widespread, but his eyes were as bright as black jade.

Xiao Mo let go of the corner of his clothes.

Shan Yusheng left. Xiao Mo got up and went back to the house, and on the way, he took out his mobile phone again and entered another photo album, thousands of photos of Shan Yusheng, each face was covered by a huge bright red Gothic font, three words: Go to death, the original owner's hatred and jealousy for Shan Yusheng are clear at a glance.

Xiao Mo once again really deleted all the photos about Shan Yusheng.

When I found the original owner's room, I pushed it open and looked around, and saw the fragments of photos in the drawer...... Presumably, cutting Shan Yusheng's face into pieces is one of the few ways that the original owner's small brain can think of to relieve hatred - even the way to express hatred is so weak, it is really pitiful and regrettable.

Xiao Mo ...... I don't like to put that name to shame. ”

Xiao Mo stretched his body, lay on his back on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

At present, the most urgent thing is the life crisis, and now the reason why Shan Yusheng is temporarily blinded is because the cheap younger brother thinks he hates his father, once Shan Yusheng is sober or his life experience is known by a third person...... Tsk, Xiao Mo shook his head and shook off those bad associations, and the plan for now is to find a foothold within the limited opportunity.

Xiao Mo is not very talented, and he can listen to derogatory terms such as "good and bad work", "flattery" and "fox fake tiger might" as compliments, which shows that it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The two most important hole cards in his life are connections and backers. The headache is that the connections accumulated in the previous life are once gone, and the cheap dad is still a risk stock, he will not waste his time on internships, there are three feasible steps: 1, use the ready-made family background to expand the network without any heart. 2, Raiders fake dad. 3. Find a backup backer.

What is a backer? Standing tall, crushing everyone, sheltering from the wind and rain, the essence is not much more expensive.

Thinking about it, Xiao Mo fell into a light sleep in a daze...... After a long time, the young man's mouth came out of his mouth with a mutter, which he did not know.

'Randy was born in the second century...... Birth... The Commonwealth Clear-Stream Family...... Large... Inheritance...... Talented ......'

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Following.

Xiao Mo opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment before slowly crawling out of bed. The mirror in the bathroom reflected his white and fat face, and the slightly trembling fat still had a trace of fear.

Last night, I had a bizarre nightmare.

Ever since he came to this era, the night has not been peaceful. Occasionally, he read the "Biography of Randy" that allowed him to travel through in his dreams, and occasionally died tragically in his dreams......

Yesterday, the content of the autobiography passed through the lines in my mind, and even without the slightest interest, I was forced to browse through the text one paragraph after another, and then for some reason the picture of reading suddenly changed dramatically, the words faded and dissipated one by one, turning into a rain of sulfuric acid falling from the sky, and he also manifested his body, running wildly in the endless wilderness, with nowhere to hide, desperately allowing his body to be gradually corroded, burned through, and melted, and there was nothing left.

When he woke up, he completely forgot what he had read in the middle of the night, but he still remembered the burning sensation of pain. Xiao Mo rubbed his forehead tiredly, stopped thinking about it, picked a razor on the shelf, and carefully took care of his image.

Say goodbye to the single family and rush to the capital train station.

Before going to bed last night, Xiao Mo checked the information.

Not long ago, one after another soldiers in the elite soldier camp responsible for eradicating high-risk parasitic reptiles were infected with the CML virus, a new infectious disease. With the increase in the number of soldiers isolated for treatment, a large number of senior medical personnel have been transferred to the front line of disease fighting, resulting in a shortage of manpower in the camp hospital. The Confederation did not have enough places to support the battlefield, so it recruited volunteers from the community, and anyone with a nurse's license and a doctor's license could apply voluntarily.

The volunteers gathered in a unified manner and arrived at the battlefield by car, and Xiao Mo was the first to set off.

Railway station.

A wall of glass separates the two classes, with an overcrowded row of chairs on the right and a vacant sofa café on the left.

Ordinary train passengers in the area sat or stood in groups, and civilian children frolicked against the glass, driven away by guards with straight faces at gunpoint, and children ran wildly through the crowd with grimaces.

Xiao Mo turned into the left passage, and a waiter slid past him with tea, and hurried to the corner, where a few elegant men were sitting chatting. The LED screen on the left flashes [Federal Express] [Field Train], as well as the local direct train serving administrative workers and educators.

In the second century, the left was something to brag about.

Xiao Mo shook his fat and pushed his luggage to the special passage on the left, so that he could go straight to the train without being stranded in the waiting hall.

"There is no high or low in life, but talent and power distinguish people from high and low...... That's how society is, and it's cold and realistic. ”

Xiao Mo was taking out his mobile phone to check the train schedule, when he first heard the vigorous remarks of the second middle school and glanced back, a tall and swarthy young man was looking at the civilian class with emotion.

When Xiao Mo retracted his gaze, the young man happened to turn around, and the two exchanged glances. Xiao Mo bowed his head slightly, and continued to walk forward, and a black hand appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Doesn't my brother think so?"

Xiao Mo shrugged off the hand on his shoulder, unmoved.

The boy smacked his tongue and sneered, "Tsk...... Really! On the left are people who indulge in enjoying the privilege and lack shame. ”

Xiao Mo paused, his gaze moved from the young man's hedgehog hairstyle to his indignant face, and finally fixed on the clothing, the uniform of the noble high school in the capital, and the family of the enrollee was either rich or expensive.

In short, a character worth wasting time talking about...... Xiao Mo pulled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Comfort breeds laziness, laziness makes people inactive, and personality is no longer independent, action loses enthusiasm, and life lacks meaning. As a human being, it is the process of depravity in which the self is lost. And the class ...... Class breeds inequality, inequality breeds unwillingness, and unwillingness breeds resistance...... Progress comes from struggle. Fight against the weak, fight against fate, fight against class. It is precisely because talent and power distinguish people from the good and the bad that people will expand their knowledge and forge ahead, which is the process of realizing their self-worth. ”

"Sophistry!"

The young man's eyes widened, and then he bared his white teeth, "It's interesting." Even the government did not dare to flatter the class openly...... If your House had asked you to be its spokesman, it would not have been pressured to abolish the knighthood system in the first place. ”

"Born rich is a gift from heaven...... After enjoying the benefits and denying it, isn't it cheap and good? Be humble and honest. ”

"Awesome, brother! It can say that the injustice of the world is as righteous and awe-inspiring as the axioms of the world! ”

The passage turned and went down the stairs, and the boy changed the subject.

"Brother, looking at your tonnage, you love to enjoy, why can't you think of going to the front line?"

Xiao Mo glanced at the teenager's high school uniform.

"Ah, I went to school in the morning, and before I could change it, I was pressed by my family to catch the train......" the boy snorted, "but I'm not the only unlucky guy in the circle." ”

The young man looked around, and the intellectuals in twos and threes talked together because of their common volunteers, and found no suspicious characters, so they leaned into Xiao Mo's ear and muttered, "Eh, you know the single family, right?" The one in the Seven Great Families in our district, doesn't his family have a stupid illegitimate child? ”

"Oh?"

Xiao Mo snapped his fingers and slid silently across the phone screen.

"That's right...... I heard that he was going too. That idiot's academic performance is a scum, and he doesn't know anything except looking for and storing on the Internet. There is no solution to that C virus, and the crazy people are stubble after stubble, and they don't know how to die when they throw that little fool over. Originally, my family forced me to go to the battlefield, so angry that I almost ran away from home, but when I heard that he was still on his back, I felt much more comfortable, and it was not the worst after all. ”

The young man only cared about expressing his opinions, and didn't notice that something strange flashed in the fat brother's smiling eyes.

"You always mention the Xiao family, do you have a crush on him?"

The young man had a look on his face that stepped on, "The blind man is not so self-defeating, tsk...... Looking at your disapproving expression, is it still his fan? ”

Xiao Mo smiled silently, and the young man made up for it on his own, and he wanted to be crooked, "Hey, if you want to say that, I'm also his fan, a pure black fan." I also follow his online account, I like to watch him pinch his brother, every time I am in a bad mood, I run to his account to follow the army to scold a few words, and I am refreshed all day! ”

"Hate him so much?" Xiao Mo smiled into the shape of Maitreya Buddha.

"That is, aren't we legitimate children the most impatient bastards, or this kind of faceless and skinless. Remember the previous incident, Shan Yusheng was admitted to the United University of Science and Technology, the public relations team is not a strong tout, Xiao Dasha was unhappy and replied to the two of them 'hehe', a bunch of people lined up to help our national boy crusade against him, and scolded tens of thousands of people every minute. ”

"Shan Ershao Internet nobleman, Xiao Dasha Network...... A piece of? Xiao Mo operated on the screen a few times before logging in to his online account, and saw the comment with the most likes, from the user: I love baths.

"Hey, you're also a fellow believer? Anyway, after chatting for so long, I don't know what your name is, let me introduce myself first, my name is Wei Chixi. ”

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Xiao Mo's gaze swept over the commenter again, and a sense of fatalism about a meat and poultry crashing into a butcher - commonly known as "fate and underslaughter" came to his face......

The two walked to the front of the battlefield train while talking, and there were smart screens embedded in the upper and lower entrance doors, and the two waited behind a man, Xiao Mo pulled the corner of his mouth at Wei Chi Xi.

"You haven't seen me at the circle party?"

Yu Chixi patted his head, "I just think that your image is not based on talent to learn to mix with the left channel, and you really can't be as fat as you if you don't have two money at home." And your clothes are the new style of Huaqi's family, silk touch, one piece is ten thousand, I almost didn't recognize it because it was deformed. But then again, what's your name? I don't have any impression just by looking at my face. ”

After the man in front of him finished punching the card, Xiao Mo, who was in front of Wei Chixi, stepped forward, called up the internship notice in his mobile phone, and scanned the electronic code on the screen, ticking, voice broadcast:

"Welcome to the report, Mr. Xiao Mo! On behalf of all the guards in the field, I would like to thank you for your selfless dedication and wish you a happy journey......"

Xiao Mo looked back and smiled at the dumbfounded Wei Chixi.