When he walked out of the school gate, someone in the communication room called his name, "Tan Fei, here is a letter from you." ”

Tan Fei probed in and took a look, it was a doorman, when did the doorman know him?

took the letter and looked at the font, it was sent by Zhou Meng.

As he walked out, he opened the letter.

"Hello Tan Fei:

Long time no see, how are you lately?

I haven't replied to your letter last time, and I only recently found time to write it, but in fact, I don't know how to write it. Recently, I've had a problem.

I liked a boy who was in the next class to us.

I know that this time is very inappropriate, but I just can't control myself, and his shadow will always appear in front of me when I open and close my eyes, and I don't know what to do.

I didn't tell him, I couldn't have told my teachers and family, and even my best roommates didn't know about it.

I'm going to take the college entrance examination next year, but now it's happening, I really don't know how to do it.

Some time ago, in our school's monthly exam, my ranking was not very good, and I was only fifteen in the class.

You are my best friend, so you can help me, and I look forward to your reply. ”

It has been a while since the date of payment was November 13.

I don't seem to have received such a letter in my memory, maybe it was withheld, or it was lost?

Zhou Meng is Tan Fei's junior high school classmate and the object of Tan Fei's crush.

The two parted ways after graduating from junior high school, Tan Fei came to No. 4 Middle School, and Zhou Meng went to No. 1 Middle School. The two kept up two or three letters a year, but the content was a word of mutual encouragement, and they basically didn't talk about anything other than studying.

I didn't expect to receive such a letter now.

The boy mentioned in the letter is obviously not himself, which makes Tan Fei quite entangled, although it is a secret love, but there has been an exchange of letters all the time, between the lines, you can always understand something, right?

And now, it's just no different from issuing a good person card.

Just holding the letter in one hand, I struggled all the way to the bicycle shop. In the afternoon, the plan was to buy a bicycle, one for himself and one for Xu Zhuo.

But the letter came at an inopportune time.

Tan Fei thought about it and felt that he was really not a thing, eating the bowl and looking at the pot, he didn't have the courage to chase it, and now he felt uncomfortable when he saw others getting better.

I secretly compared it in my heart, and finally put Zhou Meng's matter aside for the time being, bought the bicycle first, and then said that I would not be able to run a trip to a middle school in a few days, and it might be better to meet and chat.

On the recommendation of the owner of the car dealership, Tan Fei chose a dark blue one and an orange one. The two cars look very ordinary, and when they are put together, they find that they are quite a 'general match', and this is what Tan Fei wants.

After some bargaining, the two cars cost a total of 1,100 yuan, and there was only 800 yuan left in the pocket in an instant.

Tan Fei was quite helpless, before the amount of money reached an astonishing number, it was always much easier to spend money than to make money.

The new car was inspected, the screws were tightened, the seat height was adjusted, and two high-end locks were installed, and then the staff of the car dealer helped ride one of them back to school.

There is a good saying, called 'lost east, harvested mulberry', the person with a crush flew away, staring at a newcomer, Tan Fei felt a little shameless when he thought about it.

Back to school, put the bicycle away, and didn't sit in the classroom for a while, someone at the door called for Tan Fei.

When I came out, I saw that it was an 'acquaintance', the green skin that I beat on the road on Monday.

Seeing Tan Fei come out, Qingpi subconsciously shrank back, and returned to his vicious appearance and said, "Brother Qiang, please take a trip." ”

"Brother Qiang? What's the matter with me? Tan Fei was a little helpless, this file was really tight enough, it is estimated that last night's news betrayed him.

"You'll know when you go, let's go."

"I don't have time, you see, I'm still in class, you can wait, come to me at half past five." After speaking, Tan Fei turned around and entered the classroom directly.

Qingpi was stunned, he didn't play cards according to common sense, he couldn't rush in to pull people, and he didn't have the courage to do so; I can't go back, the things arranged by Brother Qiang, besides, I volunteered to find someone, what is the matter if I go back alone, I have no choice but to stand in the corridor at the door of the classroom and wait.

At this time, it was only four o'clock, and the students who came and went in and out looked at the green skin as if they were looking at monsters, and occasionally the teacher in class came to ask, 'This parent, are you looking for a student?' ’

He swore in his heart that he would never come to school again, and he overturned it again after thirty seconds, and if he got married and had a child, he would still go to school.

Then I felt that I was thinking too far, and I don't know what it would be like to live like a gangster now. For a while, he actually suffered from gains and losses.

finally survived until half past five, Tan Fei came out, and Qingpi saw it as if he was looking at his daughter-in-law, and immediately greeted him, for fear that he would run away again.

Tan Fei actually pondered a lot in the classroom, this bald head is not a good stubble, and after a few years of fighting and killing, he can be regarded as ruthless, and it is definitely not that he can be scared by two or three times.

Later, I thought about it, I was afraid of a hammer, if it was before, I would have reported to the head teacher for protection, and now he thinks more, maybe it is an opportunity.

In today's society, the soft are afraid of the hard, and the hard are afraid of death. This is called the audacity of the artist.

When he arrived at the school gate, Tan Fei pointed to the carport, "I'm going to push the bicycle." ”

Qingpi pointed to the motorcycle outside and said, "No, there is a car." ”

"I like to ride my own, your bike isn't safe."

Qingpi was depressed again, his face was as black as carbon, but he was helpless.

In this way, Tan Fei rode a bicycle, and Qingpi drove a motorcycle in front of him, and along the way, Qingpi felt that he was no different from a fool.

When I arrived at the old cotton mill, the car stopped.

"That's it, come in with me." With a black face, Qingpi parked the motorcycle and led Tan Fei to walk inside.

Pushing open the iron door of the abandoned factory, a smell of meat wafted from inside.

After the machine in the original workshop was emptied, it was an open space with a length of more than 30 meters and a width of 7 or 8 meters. A large table was set up in the middle, and large pieces of meat were boiled in a brass hot pot. The hot pot is surrounded by a variety of dishes, and it looks quite hearty.

There was a circle of people around the table, and the one facing the door was a bald head, burly and tall, and when he saw Tan Fei coming in, he stood up, stretched out his hand and made a gesture to sit down, but did not speak.

The fat man and Scarface were also there, sitting in the lower position, and the young man in the second seat with his back to the door stripped off only a short sleeve, shaved a short inch, and snorted and ate fragrantly.

There were twelve people at a table, and there was still one place left, Tan Fei walked straight over, sat down, looked at the bald head on the main seat, and said, "Brother Qiang? Looking for me? ”

The bald head didn't speak, smiled, and the young man in the passenger seat stood up, unscrewed a bottle of liquor, and poured it into the coarse porcelain bowl in front of Tan Fei, a full bowl, exactly one catty.

Tan Fei glanced at it, 52 degrees old and white.

"I heard you're very good at fighting? Can you drink it? I salute you with a bowl. Saying that, he didn't move, just looked at Tan Fei, and his eyes flashed.

Tan Fei looked at him for a while, but he wanted to laugh in his heart. Picked up the bowl, poured it in, wiped his mouth, and didn't take chopsticks, he directly pulled off a leg from the smoked chicken on the plate, and gnawed it clean in three or two times.

"Calling me here is to invite me to drink, come without being rude, I respect Brother Qiang for a bowl." I opened a bottle and poured it into my bowl, and poured it back in.

Tan Fei turned the bowl over to the bald head and signaled that he had finished drinking, and said, "Do it first as a respect, Brother Qiang, please." ”

The bald head did not move, and looked at Tan Fei's flushed face with interest.

Tan Fei didn't move, it was about a minute, the red light on Tan Fei's face dissipated, he regained his clarity, smiled, sat in his seat, and said, "Toast or not, then talk about things, I'm in a hurry." ”

The people around were a little stunned when they saw Tan Fei filling two bottles in a row, but when they heard this, a few of them couldn't help laughing directly.

The young man in the passenger seat stood up again, "You're very shy, aren't you?" Wounded a few of my brothers, still pretending here, come here, I'll compare with you! After the young man finished speaking, he glanced at the head of the head, and saw that the bald head was strong and did not react, left the table, went to an open place, and waved his head to signal Tan Fei to go over.

Tan Fei also glanced at him, got up and pulled out the chair, walked in front of the young man, didn't say a word, and directly struck out with his right hand like lightning, and pointed his bent knuckles at the other party's throat.