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He planned to check out the small shop outside the school, and by the way, he would buy a bag of bread and biscuits for breakfast for his table mates who were reading novels.

happened to be out of the cafeteria, and saw Li Guozheng walking here with a stack of newspapers in one hand and a white enamel rice jar in the other.

"You're done eating? So fast? ”

Li Guozheng saw Yu Zheng coming out of the cafeteria, and asked with some surprise.

He hurriedly ran out of school as soon as he got out of the morning self-study, and immediately went to the nearby newsstand to buy a new "Football Newspaper", and without even looking at it, he ran back to eat, and the time was only five or six minutes.

"Nope."

Yu Zheng shook his head, he gestured to his free hands, and said, "I came out in a hurry, and I remembered that I forgot to bring a lunch box when I got here, but I wasn't hungry, so I simply stopped eating." ”

"Oh." After hearing this, Li Guozheng first responded, and then, as if he remembered something, he raised the newspaper in his hand with some excitement, and said in a very excited tone, "Something is wrong!" Something big happened after last night's game! Yu Zheng looked at the excited look on his friend's face, as if Columbus had discovered the New World.

Yu Zheng knew what he was talking about.

But now he didn't have the time to waste time with him here, so Yu Zheng waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it when I get back to the classroom, you go to eat first." ”

"It's good!"

Li Guozheng didn't think too much about it, he still nodded excitedly.

As he walked to the cafeteria, he shouted to Yu Zheng: "I'll tell you when I get to the classroom, hey, those fans in Beijing are really fucking guys!" Balls! As he spoke, he held out his hand and made a thumbs-up gesture.

His voice was so loud that many people looked sideways at him.

A few classmates who obviously watched the game last night surrounded them, and some people were still asking.

"Hey, classmates, let's talk about it, what's wrong with the fans in Beijing?"

"Yes, I'll take a look at the Football Newspaper......"

"I just heard a physical education teacher say that the fans rioted in the workers' stadium after the game and blocked the people of the national team, and Zeng Xuelin was so scared that he didn't dare to show up! The fans of the workers' stadium shouted and shot Zeng Xuelin! ”

"True or fake?"

"What do you care if it's real or fake? Shouldn't Zeng Xuelin have been shot? ”

"Yes!"

"It's so deserved!"

A lot of people chimed in.

Li Guozheng waved his hand to Yu Zheng: "Then I'll go to dinner first!" ”

Seeing his friend's figure disappear in front of the cafeteria, Yu Zheng shook his head, he didn't approve of the violence of the fans, but he could understand the feelings of the fans at the scene last night.

The 64,000-seat Workers' Stadium was flooded with a full 80,000 fans, which is enough to show the enthusiasm of the capital's fans for this game, and you can also know how many people's expectations are placed on this game.

In the end, losing the game in such a way, the fans' anger, grievances, and unwillingness to suppress all kinds of negative emotions burst out, and it is conceivable that the scene must be as violent and unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.

When he saw his friend giving a thumbs up to the Beijing fans, he was completely understandable.

Not only the fans at the scene, but the fans across the country need to vent, they may not be like the fans at the scene to lose their minds and riot, but it is still possible to give these people a thumbs up.

Because these people know that if they were there at the time, they might have made the same choice, and their thumbs up were not just for others.

It is also erected for himself.

Next to No. 1 Middle School, there is a small shop run by a supply and marketing cooperative.

The store is not big, and there are not many things.

Sell pens, ink, notebooks and other things, as well as non-staple foods such as cookies, sweets, snacks and the like.

Because of the relationship next to the school, the business is not bad.

When Yu Zheng entered, there were no other customers in the small shop, only a tall, thin and strange-looking young man in his early twenties holding a disassembled radio and not knowing what to do.

The young man wasn't the salesperson he remembered.

When the young man saw someone coming, he only glanced up, then lowered his head again and continued to tinker with the radio in his hand, as if he didn't care much about what the other party wanted to buy. And Yu Zheng doesn't care, this kind of thing has long been commonplace. He knows that in this era, the salespeople of department stores and supply and marketing stores are all like this, and they also ignore customers.

Anyway, things are clearly priced, and they don't bargain, so they don't like to buy or not.

Yu Zheng glanced at everything on the container in front of the counter, and then frowned.

Let's be honest.

He didn't expect that there would be so few things in this small shop, and he didn't want things like bread in this era, and the county-level cities with a little bit of economic backwardness rarely saw bread in the store until the mid-nineties, but there were only a few things like biscuits, and there were no ham sausages, which he didn't expect before.

Obviously, he still lacks enough understanding of the lack of materials in this era.

Although there are few options, it is still necessary to buy it.

Yu Zheng reached out and knocked on the table.

"Take a pack of those finger biscuits, and three more of these crusty notebooks."

At the same time, he also said what he wanted to buy, and then Yu Zheng asked with some curiosity: "Hey, by the way, comrade, where is that Aunt Lin who was in the store before?" I haven't seen her in a while......"

Hearing the guest say this, the young man raised his head.

glanced at Yu Zheng.

"You know my mom? She retired last month, and then I came out to take over the shift......" said, the young man complained again, "Actually, I don't want to come out to take over, and the salesman is nothing good, so I earn a dead salary, and the money is not high...... Hey, by the way, what do you want? I didn't hear that clearly. ”

Yu Zheng had no choice but to say what he was going to buy again.

After hearing this, the young man didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Three biscuits a piece, three cents a notebook, a total of two pieces and two whole." ”

As he spoke, the young man turned around and took out the things Yu Zheng wanted from the shelves and put them in front of Yu Zheng, and then he seemed to think of something, and looked at Yu Zheng seriously.

"You're a student at No. 1 Middle School, right?"

Yu Zheng nodded a little uncertainly, he didn't know why the other party was asking this.

Then a smile appeared on the young man's face.

"That's the case, I just want to ask you for a favor, you are in your school, if you know whose radio is broken, just tell him, Wu Xin of the supply and marketing cooperatives at the school gate will repair it, and the price is cheaper than in the city, and the repair is no worse than in the city!"