Time flew fast, and by the time Yako caught up with it panting, it was almost the end of the year. The pen is full of flowers in the air www.biquge.info and there is a beautiful scene of the whole world celebrating and the Haiyan River clear. In this atmosphere of unbridled joy, Yao takes a ferry to Dragon Ball Town to visit an old friend, Zhao Zhifan.

When it comes to Zhao Zhifan, I have to explain Dragon Ball Town first.

It is said to be a town, but it is actually an isolated island with an area of more than 20 square kilometers. Most of the island's residents are surnamed Zhao, probably descendants of the emperor who fled from the Southern Song Dynasty and some refugees. Since the Song and Ming dynasties, some officials who moved to the left, boring monks, and literati with half a bottle of vinegar came here, or traveled or lived in seclusion, so there were many monuments left in the town. One of them is Chunlei Primary School.

The primary school was originally the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, which was broken and used as a school. After decades of ups and downs, the current principal is also surnamed Zhao, and it is Mr. Zhao Zhifan.

Principal Zhao is not confused when he first arrives, but because of his white hair and inherent thinness, he looks closer to the sixtieth birthday......

At noon, we stepped on the pier of Dragon Pearl Island. After a long and narrow old street, turning a citrus grove, you will arrive at the headmaster's house. Yafu was about to knock on the door, but saw the door open suddenly, and a tall and thin man popped out and bumped into him.

"Zhao Xiao!"

"Ya-chan?" The other side looked surprised, dragged Yafu out of the yard, and pointed to the distance and said:

"Here, get there and talk!"

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I met Principal Zhao Zhifan two years ago.

That summer, Yao graduated from university and finally found a design company to work as a partiger. As a newcomer to the workplace with no background, he enjoys the fullest "trust" and the highest "preferential treatment": soaking in water all day long, sweeping the floor, wiping the table, typing, copying, answering the phone, and working overtime without compensation, and paying the bills, to name a few.

The most exciting thing is that Miss Qiu, who is a 36-inch D-Cup, is almost obsessed with doing some kneeling and licking bosses and kicking subordinates. Moreover, he cares for the newcomer and hard-working Yafu, and often creates great opportunities to reward him with some good things.

On this day, Miss Qiu threw a thick stack of copywriting on the table again, and said in an unattainable and unstoppable tone: "Go and repeat 10 copies, the boss will ask for it soon!" ”

Yafu looked at the majestic D-Cup and the beautiful face on Xiang with infinite gratitude. To tell the truth, I have never seen it up close like this, and I don't know why Miss Qiu is today, she is actually brave enough to wear a no-makeup without powder!

Just like the saying - the old man in Africa dives into the water, and the black (scares) Lao Tzu jumps!

This long horse face is roughly like a frozen red bean ice cream. Maybe it's too white, and the red beans on it stand out: there are about ten cheeks, which can be counted as a class; On the door of the head, you can make a row; At most, on the cheeks, there is a reinforced platoon. As for the company, it should be at the tip of the nose, because there are the least of them, but the size is also the largest. In ancient times, there was a famous song "Yangchun White Snow", and now there is a horse face "Red Beans and White Snow". With this face, you won't be afraid of running into youkai even if you walk bare-knuckle at night! With a wave of the powder's hand, the horse's face shook, and the strength of a company was suppressed.

At this point, Yafu actually ate and laughed.

"What are you laughing at!" Miss Qiu's small eyes are round, like a female ghost.

"Hahaha! Red bean ice cream! Hahaha! Yao laughed wildly. All kinds of forbearance and grievances in the past half a month are like steam in a pressure cooker at this moment, and like 100,000 vengeful ghosts, screaming, struggling, and bursting out like a flood!

"You-" Miss Qiu was speechless, and the D-Cup was fluctuating violently.

"Hahaha!" Yafu almost burst into tears of laughter, didn't knock on the door, rushed into the boss's office, and threw down a sentence very happily: "Lao Tzu is gone!" ”

Three minutes later, he was extremely honored and proud, and was pushed out of the company gate by the little security guard.

That's great! Lao Tzu is unemployed!

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Busy with traffic, weaving through the urban forest, zombie-like crowds swimming everywhere, limbs stiff and pale.

Carrying the belongings that had just been taken out of the desk: a graduation certificate, which I forgot to bring back the last time I brought it to the company for verification, a few bald pens, and an old book - "The Classic Library of World Fiction Genres: A Selection of Absurd Fiction Classics", look at the title of this book, like a tongue twister.

Yao stood at the intersection, staring at his grayed brown sandals...... When he was hesitating about how to vent the pleasure of firing the boss's squid, a bus dragged black smoke past him. A bright red and green advertisement on the car body is extremely incongruous with the tone of the surrounding apocalyptic world, which is particularly eye-catching-

Paradise, Resort, Dragon Pearl Island welcomes you!

Dragon Ball Island? I have long heard that it is an isolated island in the lake far away from the hustle and bustle, and the scenery should be good. Anyway, now that there is nothing left, it is better to go around, and the right to relieve your anger and distract your heart. Thinking of this, Yafu cursed in his heart:

The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, who is afraid of Lao Tzu who is unemployed!

……

An hour and a half later, Yao boarded the ferry bound for Dragon Ball Island, but secretly complained bitterly and regretted it.

This is a ferry, it's hell!

There were no seats in the cabin, a whole bunch of people like expired canned sardines, huddled together. On the left is a shriveled old man, dark and purple, coughing incessantly, covered in his spittle; A middle-aged woman on the right, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, five big and three thick, and an empty basket at her feet, probably returning from the morning market, smelling fishy; The most irritating thing was that there was a short man directly opposite, with a grease stain on his clothes, a mouthful of garlic stench, and he had to stand on tiptoe and shout loudly behind Yafu.

The weather is too hot to be good, the boat is like a steamer, sweat rushing out first, and there are tens of thousands of insects crawling on the back. was cramped like purgatory, when he suddenly heard a "poof" not far away, and a foul smell rushed like mercury rushing from the ground. Yafu hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, hoping that the stench like the river tide would volatilize as soon as possible, who knows, followed by another sound!

Dizzy~! The female man on the right seemed to see his discomfort, grinned, and two rows of black and yellow teeth turned out of her purple lips...... I'm going to go! Yafu's stomach churned, his throat tightened, and he crawled onto the deck, lying on the hot railing and vomiting.

It was as if someone behind him was sneering, and when he looked back, there was nothing. There was only a gust of smoke mixed with the smell of diesel, which baked a headache......

Yao shouted regret: this hellish ferry! I knew that today, what kind of majesty I wanted, I would better go back and dream of licking "red bean ice cream"!

Fortunately, the distance was not too far, about half an hour, the majestic whistle sounded, the ferry made a splash, and "Tututu" came to the shore.

The mountains are not high but beautiful, the water is not deep and vast, and Longzhu Island deserves to be a paradise. Looking at the green mountains and green waters, blowing gusts of lake breeze, all kinds of unhappiness and discomfort just now gradually subsided. I visited a few scenic spots at random, and passed lunch indiscriminately, and before I knew it, it was evening. Standing on a small hill pier in the west, the sky is lit with fire and clouds, a piece of rose, a wisp of gold, a dark purple, a touch of indigo, all kinds of colors are intertwined, just like being in a fairyland, it is intoxicating......

was so drunk and drunk, Yafu actually forgot the time and missed the last ferry, so he had to grit his teeth and find a place to stay in a small inn.

How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang bought drunk indiscriminately and didn't say anything all night.

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When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon, only to find that I hadn't taken a shower last night! I came in a hurry, except for a backpack, a certificate, a few bald pens, a novel, and nothing else, even if I took a shower, I didn't have any clothes to change.

I drank so high last night! Yafu scolded secretly. The electronic watch on his wrist jumped and showed 10:32, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger, thinking about checking out quickly and catching the ferry back to Jiahe. Suddenly, as if there was a nuclear explosion, a bright light flashed throughout the room, followed by an explosion! Before he could come back to his senses, the bean-sized raindrops smashed down on his head and hit the window, and it was a ring!

What's the situation? Could it be that this luck is carried back, and God bullies people all the time? This rain, without saying hello, came too suddenly, right?

No way, even if there are knives in the sky today, I can't live anymore, I must go back early, and it is important to find a job! While cheering himself up, Yao packed up his things and went downstairs to check out.

In the foyer sat a mustache, crooked in a broken chair, teasing a gray dog. The dog saw Yafu first, and his ears moved, but he ignored it and wagged his tail lazily.

The mustache stood up, looked at the clock on the wall, and asked if he had checked out, to which Yao said yes.

"Now go? It's raining heavily...... "The mustache took the key to the house and settled the room bill.

Yao was silent. Outside the gate, the rain has already collected into a stream, wave after wave, flowing down the stone slabs of the street, like a shopping mall opening big reward, those who have grabbed their seats early in the morning and flocked in. Just as I didn't know what to do, the shadow flickered at the door, and a tall thin man with soaked trouser legs was soaked, while shaking the water, leaning his long umbrella against the wall, while taking off the black-framed glasses that were covered with a layer of mist, and then brushing the rain on his arm, and said to the mustache: "Ah San, this rain is really heavy!" ”

"Hmm, Principal Zhao." The mustachioed Ah San didn't look up when he heard the sound, and vaguely agreed.

The tall thin man known as Principal Zhao nodded, and then said, "It's strange, why didn't Xiao Cai open the door next door?" Oh, take the bag of Red Mountain. ”

He handed over the money and saw Aofu in front of the counter, a hint of curiosity flashing across his wet face.

The thunder was farther away than before, but the rain was heavier. The raindrops are like chips when betting, scrambling to pounce on the gray stone road, splashing layers of water. Although it was the turn of summer and autumn, the rain was fierce, and it was a little chilly in an instant. Yao worries that the ferry will be closed due to heavy rain, and an inexplicable loneliness floods over his chest.

Suddenly, a strange wind swirled through the door, knocking down the long umbrella that was leaning against the wall. Seeing this, the tall and thin man hurriedly bent over and wanted to help, but as soon as the soles of his feet slipped, he was about to fall-

"Beware!" Yafu's eyes are quick, and he holds the tall and thin man - huh? This person looks quite tall, but his hands are fluttering?

The tall and thin man was busy saying thank you, and his glasses slipped on his cheeks.

Ah San laughed and joked, "Lord Principal, look at this leg is weak!" ”

The headmaster didn't answer, but grabbed the umbrella, held his glasses, and asked Yafu to sit down on the sofa next to him.

An old sofa, perhaps the island has been damp for a long time, emitting a musty smell. The principal thanked him and asked where Yao was from. Yafu said in Jiahe City. Ask another person? Yao nodded.

"Oh......" The principal paused, put away the long umbrella, and continued to ask in a row: "It looks like a college student, don't you, study or something?" Graduated? Looking for a job? ”

Yafu wanted to say that Lao Tzu Niu fired the boss squid yesterday, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and he swallowed: "Just graduated...... Learn ...... Fine Arts"

"Studying art?" The headmaster didn't wait for him to finish, he cried out, the whites of his eyes were about to peek through the lenses, and said in surprise: "Then, what is the young man's surname?" Where are the people? ”

"Don't be surnamed Ya, a native of Hudong."

"Ya? Which arrow? ”

Yafu flipped up his palm, gestured on it with his right index finger, and said, "This surname is not much, just add a skim to the head of 'Tian'." ”

"Oh yes, yes, the 'arrow' that 'is on the string and has to be sent'! Well, it's rare! The principal smiled knowingly and asked, "Then where did you graduate?" ”

"Jiada, Jiahe University."

"Oh! Jiada! The principal was even more excited when he heard this, and his hand holding the cigarette drew two arcs in mid-air, and said, "Then, would you like to do me a favor?" ”

Help? How can it help?

The principal suddenly remembered something, took out a crumpled business card from his trouser pocket and handed it over, which read:

Chunlei Primary School, Longzhu Town, LH District, Jiahe City

Principal Zhao Zhifan

Behind it is a row of phones and addresses.

What a headmaster!

Yafu was confused: this principal's appearance should always be like that, right? But the one in front of him is too cold, right? Not to mention that you have to pay for cigarettes, but look at this gray hair, just like half of the tin foil money burned during the Qingming Festival, the pale forehead is very wide, the bridge of the nose is high, a pair of black-framed glasses, with a pointed chin, and a thin body, like a hungry praying mantis! Look at the short-sleeved shirt and the dark trousers that are half wet, empty and fluttering, as if they are still strung on bamboo poles to dry.

At the same time, Principal Zhao also looked at Yafu: a young man in his 20s, with a delicate face and attentive eyes, wearing a gray-green T-shirt, a pair of black shorts, a pair of brown sandals, and a dark blue backpack beside him.

"Our teacher Wu recently ...... Cough...... If you are interested, you can come and try it, just bring your certificate. Oh yes, school starts the day after tomorrow, and I've been there for both days. The headmaster threw a cigarette butt, patted Yao on the shoulder, and opened his umbrella and stepped into the rain.

Yafu looked back at Ah San and saw that he was also looking at himself, along with the gray dog, and his mouth was whining.

What's going on!

Really?

You can't be dreaming, are you?