Less to be arrogant, old to be stable.

Ling Tian himself couldn't feel that his calm personality was changing little by little.

He didn't know that he was moving towards a certain goal step by step according to the wishes of some people.

The county seat is very small, and Ling Tian, who is wearing a middle school uniform, is very eye-catching, and pedestrians walking on the street can't help but glance at Ling Tian a few times.

Today is not a big weekend, and everyone in the county knows that the students of No. 1 Middle School will only come out of school on big weekends.

There is no good industry and commerce in the small county, and the only one that can get its hands on it is the No. 1 middle school with the highest admission rate in the province.

Therefore, the status of a middle school student is very high in the county, very high, so high that you can buy things at a discount.

Now, this fair-skinned, tall boy walks down the street with a gloomy face.

Like a swordsman who traveled thousands of miles to make an appointment, Ling Tian's backpack was thrown on his shoulders, and his footsteps rustled, and to Ling Tian's ears, it was killing, killing, killing.

From West Street to the end of West Street, all eight barbecue stalls were watched, and there was no Zhou Xiaotian.

Standing at the end of the street, Ling Tian took a deep breath and turned around and walked towards East Street.

West Street has the largest concentration of restaurants, except for West Street, almost every street has one or two, two or three restaurants.

If you keep looking for them one by one, you don't know when you'll have to find them.

Moreover, there is a very big risk, if Zhou Xiaotian goes home during this period, can he still chase Zhou Xiaotian's house to beat him?

The more he walked, the colder Ling Tian's heart became.

Today, these two tasks seemed easy, but in fact they were extremely difficult.

Ling Tian stood at the corner of the street, his thoughts flying. He had to think of a way to find Zhou Xiaotian quickly.

Fast, what is the fastest method?

In the previous life, if you want to find someone quickly, you can go through the circle of friends and through electronic monitoring.

It was 2003, and mobile phones were just emerging, and their only function was to make calls and send texts, and there was no other use. Moreover, Ling Tian was only a high school student and did not have a mobile phone.

In the county, what is the fastest communication?

The answer is simple, roar.

At this time, it was night, there were not many passing vehicles, standing at the entrance of Xijie, with a voice, he could shout through half of the county.

The most important thing is that most of the people in the county know each other, and after a voice, even if the person who is shouted does not hear it, among the people who hear it, there will be someone who knows where that person is.

Thinking about this, Ling Tian walked a few steps down the street before he set his eyes on a little boy.

The little boy was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was looking into the Internet café, his eyes full of longing. I probably wanted to go in and play games, but I didn't have any money.

Ling Tian touched his pocket, there were more than a hundred yuan, his parents never let themselves suffer, and they gave themselves enough money every time.

Taking out twenty yuan, Ling Tian walked up to the little boy and smiled: "Little brother, I can't find my brother, can you help me shout?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the street: "Just stand here and shout." Shouted loudly, ten times in a row: Zhou Xiaotian, your mother told you to go home for dinner. After shouting, the money is yours. ”

As he spoke, Ling Tian stood in the dark shadow, and the little boy couldn't see his face.

The little boy's eyes were purring, and he stared at the money and said, "Give me the money first." ”

Ling Tian nodded, stuffed the money into his hand, turned around, and hid in the corner.

The little boy held up the money and looked at it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then put the money in his pocket and walked straight to the street.

"Zhou Xiaotian, your mother called you home for dinner!"

"Zhou Xiaotian, your mother called you home for dinner!"

…………

After shouting five sentences in a row, the little boy glanced at Ling Tian in the dark shadow and found that he was no longer there, so he stopped shouting and rushed into the Internet café.

At this time, Ling Tian had already come to the alley opposite Zhou Xiaotian's house.

From here, Ling Tian could see Zhou Xiaotian's home, and he could also see Xijiekou. Whether Zhou Xiaotian went home or went to the West Street to find the person who called him, Ling Tian could see it.

This is his last chance.

Mosquitoes were flying in Ling Tian's ears, and Ling Tian didn't have the heart to pay attention to them.

It's the feeling of being alive, being bitten by mosquitoes, sweating, panting, these feelings that he hated the most in his previous life, and now he feels very close.

To be alive is the greatest luxury.

At this time, the same voice sounded on North Street.

"Zhou Xiaotian, your mother called you home for dinner!"

It was still a childish voice, and it was probably a child who thought it was funny and shouted out.

As soon as it sounded, many immature voices sounded in turn.

"Zhou Xiaotian, your mother called you home for dinner!"

"Zhou Xiaotian, your mother called you home for dinner!"

The whole city shouted Zhou Xiaotian, and every sentence was to go home for dinner.

This explosive effect reminded Ling Tian of the retweet of Weibo in his previous life, a person's strength may be weak, but if all the people respond, the energy generated is immeasurable.

Before the voice fell, a shirtless drunk man appeared at the entrance of West Street.

"Who, who, who TM shouted Lao Tzu?"

The drunk man carried a bitter gourd beer bottle in his hand, which was the beer that swept this small town in 03, eight cents a bottle, and it tasted good.

Looking at Zhou Xiaotian's sturdy body, the blood on Ling Tian's body boiled.

Sun Tzu, it is Lao Tzu who is shouting to you, blood debt, blood must be paid.

Ling Tian didn't say this, and stood quietly in the dark shadows, like a sharp sword.

Zhou Xiaotian drank a lot and staggered when he walked, but unfortunately there was a white-skinned boy next to him, and he couldn't do it for the time being.

shouted a few times, but no one paid attention to Zhou Xiaotian, so he got up in a hurry and shouted scoldingly: "Mahler, who TM shouted Lao Tzu, hurry, hurry up, stand up......"

It was impossible for the children who helped transmit the sound just now not to hear Zhou Xiaotian's shout, but no one dared to respond.

The white-skinned young man didn't seem to have drunk much, and softly dissuaded Zhou Xiaotian, don't make trouble, go home.

Relying on Zhou Xiaotian's temper, this kind of thing has to be tossed for three days and three nights. But when he was persuaded by this young man, he gladly agreed.

The two of them began to walk towards Zhou Xiaotian's house one after the other.

Zhou Xiaotian was in front, stumbling, and almost fell down several times. The white-skinned young man put his hands in his pockets, ignored them, and slowly followed behind.

Ling Tian, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly became interested in this white-skinned young man. This man is warm-hearted and cold-hearted, and he is a complete conspirator.

When they came to Zhou Xiaotian's house, the two stopped, Zhou Xiaotian turned around, and said with a big tongue: "Brother, brother, you, don't worry." You're about me, I'm going to tell my brother-in-law......"

The white-skinned young man smiled, in Ling Tian's opinion, it was a smile on his face.

After a few simple words, the two parted ways, Zhou Xiaotian entered the alley, and the white-skinned young man left.

Before leaving, the white-skinned young man glanced at the shadow where Ling Tian was.

This glance made Ling Tian look cold.

He suddenly remembered who this young man really was!