I thought so in my heart, in fact, this is my plan, as for what Zhao Yun's plan is, I don't know. But I think my plan, after all, should be completed before Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun, no matter his skills or methods, is very terrifying, I have to guard against it.

When I went back that night, my mom suddenly called me and said that it was all a holiday now, why hadn't I come back yet?

I listened to it that day and reacted, damn, Lao Tzu hasn't been to school for two months, it turns out that he has been on vacation, and I naturally can't say anything else to my mother, so I promised my mother to come back tomorrow for a few days.

I'm busy on the road right now, and I can't find time to go back. I'm going to just go back and deal with it for a few days, and then lie about going to work in the city and come back.

It's summer vacation, and it's the winter vacation, so I can continue to stay in the city during the summer vacation on the grounds of part-time work.

But come to think of it, it's the third year of high school after the start of school. I think what I envisioned at the time was that it was still possible to become the leader of the city before high school.

So the next day, I explained the matter of the gang to the and Liu Fei, and told them that I would leave for a few days.

When I left, I also went to Linhai City High School and printed a transcript of my final exam. Damn, I didn't expect that I would start to cheat my parents by cheating my grades.

But I can't help it, I didn't even take the test, and I was still busy fighting at that time, and the exam was a yarn. I don't know if I can make up for it before the college entrance examination after I have pulled down so much homework.

I just thought so, around noon, I asked a few junior brothers from the dark group to drive me back to the county. I didn't make any big moves, just three Audis side by side.

After returning to the county, I remembered some things from my previous junior high school, and my heart suddenly became younger.

I'm not old now, but I don't feel as innocent as I used to be.

I thought like this, the little brother in front of me was driving, and I silently looked out the window. When I passed the intersection in the center of the county, I was casually looking at the flow of people outside the window, and suddenly I saw a young man dressed like a beggar swaying on the street, and a big truck came from behind.

The surrounding crowd gathered in an instant, but the big truck only stopped for less than a second before speeding away from the scene.

Because there were too many people around, they all ran to see the excitement. Our car was also forced to stop, and then the little brother who was driving in front of me looked back at me and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, boss, I had a car accident and was stuck in traffic." ”

I shook my head, and then I suddenly had a very strange feeling. I had seen the young beggar somewhere before, but I couldn't remember who it was.

I immediately said to the younger brother in front of me, "Okay, let's go down and have a look." ”

The little brothers said yes, and then the people in the three of us got down, and I squeezed into the crowd with eight members of the dark group, and our formation now looked like the old boys, so those people immediately gave way automatically.

When I got to the front, I saw that the young beggar was still lying on the ground, and the whole person was lying on the ground, like a toad, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

At this time, the passers-by around were all laughing loudly, but no one called 120, and no one stepped forward to look at this person's injury, as if they were facing something new, their faces were full of excitement.

I hesitated for a moment, and then said to the little brother next to me, "Help him up and see his injuries." ”

The two younger brothers of the dark group next to me nodded when they heard my words, and then squatted down and prepared to turn the middle-aged beggar over to check.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd looked at me and talked about it.

"Oh, there are still such good people these days."

"This is not a good person, he is a bad pen, asking for trouble."

"Don't, look at the pomp and circumstance of other people, people are rich, and now in this year, only those who have money dare to do good deeds, can't you see it?"

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I don't have the heart to deal with these passers-by around me, because with my current status, I am really not afraid of meeting people who will trap me. I fixed my eyes on this beggar, and just a few of the little brothers of the dark group around me had just turned his body over, and I suddenly saw his whole face, all intact, except for some dust, there was no bloodstain.

I was wondering when this beggar suddenly opened his eyes, and then pushed away the two little brothers of the dark group around him, laughed and ran, and turned back to me and said, "Haha, I can't imagine that anyone really dares to save Lao Tzu, boy, it's very good." ”

As I spoke, the young beggar had run to another intersection, turned into it and disappeared before my eyes.

My eyes were fixed on the young beggar's back, and the feeling in my heart grew stronger. This young beggar seems to be a bit mysterious. But I'm sure I've seen him before, and it's a very strong sense of déjà vu. It seems that this person gives me the feeling that it is someone I have contacted before, and that person at that time is completely different from his current identity.

But this scene really shocked many people on the street, who were hit by a big truck, but they were not injured, and they were able to stand up and run unharmed......

Who is this............

The people around me were talking in shock, but I didn't feel anything, because I could see that this was definitely not an ordinary beggar, maybe a master deliberately disguised in order to hide his identity......

But who is he, and have I ever seen him......

I frowned and thought about it for a while, but I still couldn't remember who it was!

At this time, feeling the strange eyes of the people around me, I didn't think much about it, and silently took my little brothers into the car, and they sent me home directly.

This time, I brought all the books with me. This semester, everything is normal at home, and my mother saw me come back and made dumplings for me. My dad also has a relaxed job now and looks much healthier than before.

Seeing that my parents are doing well, I am also relieved. The only thing that makes me feel a little sad is that my sister is still not there.

In fact, I am looking forward to the day when I can bring my sister together for a happy New Year's chat.

However, the reality is so cruel. To this day, my parents still refuse to accept my sister, my sister is not willing to come back, and my sister doesn't even want to face me.

I sighed, and could only temporarily suppress the thought of my sister. Originally, the last time I went home, I planned to get some money for my family. But I was afraid that my parents would suspect the source of the money, so I could only ask someone to change my father's job with a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan, and now it seems to be working.

After taking a break, my parents started asking me about studying. It reminds me of the past, but for people like my parents, they also care about my studies. In the past, I was quite disgusted with this. But now I see it differently. Because I know that in this society, it is not easy to do anything. If I mixed with society, I spent a lot of thought, luck, and hard work, including life and death, many times to get to this point. So even for me, it can't be said that studying is useless, and if you study well, you may not be able to achieve success in the future. But apart from studying, I think it's more difficult to rely on anything else. So for a family like ours, if I don't mix, I can only rely on studying. In my opinion, learning is somewhat useful. After graduating from junior high school, only a few out of a thousand are generally developed, and more than half of the 1,000 who graduated from college can generally live a well-off life. Therefore, just pointing to the few who graduated from junior high school and mixed well, it is meaningless to say that exam-oriented education is useless.

Of course, these are for people from ordinary families, and for the rich second generation, the second generation of officials, etc., it really doesn't matter if they study or not.

So my parents wanted to see it, so I gave them the fake report card. My fake grades weren't too high, they weren't bad, they were at my previous level. So my parents didn't doubt it, and told me about studying for a while, saying that it was the third year of high school, and the time for the college entrance examination to decide the fate had come.

These words naturally don't sound a bit deterrent to me now, and now the average salary of ordinary junior brothers in the city has reached the white-collar level, and it would be too funny for me, the boss, to worry about the college entrance examination. But even so, I still promised my parents that I would study hard.