"What is there to worry about? The cover was no longer among them when the lottery was drawn! Zhang Jiujiu was still as relaxed as ever. Zhang Shuchun didn't seem to have seen him nervous for a long time, except in front of his master.

"How did you do that?" Zhang Shuchun has always admired the Jiu brother in front of him, and he himself estimates that this is the reason why he is willing to follow Zhang Jiujiu, no matter what kind of difficulties are in front of Zhang Jiujiu, it is a tiger eating bean sprouts - a plate of small dishes.

"Okay, I'll tell you", Zhang Jiujiu never hid it from his brother, "I have to give them points before every start of the game, right?" ”

"Hmm", Zhang Shuchun responded thoughtfully.

"At this time, I put the same character card together, and when I put it together, I put the first one on the back. See if I'm going to lick my palm with my tongue before shuffling the cards? Zhang Jiujiu explained step by step.

"I didn't notice", Zhang Shuchun replied while recalling, but he didn't notice this detail.

"That's a must, the whole process is the most critical part, if you can see it, then others won't see it?" Zhang Jiujiu continued to explain jokingly, "When I shuffled the cards at the beginning, I let Chao Gai's card stick to the palm of my hand. The washed polaroid will naturally be uncovered. ”

"High, really high!" Zhang Shuchun's face was flattering, but he secretly said in his heart: "It's really a nine out of ten bets!" ”

The time with a good brother often passes very quickly, and it is always happy to be with him. But the merciless class bell still rang out at an inopportune time. With great reluctance, Zhang Shuchun returned to the classroom and continued to endure what he described as a monk.

And Zhang Jiujiu rushed back in the direction of home with five bags that were slowly filled. Today, it is rare that the master has something to do, and he is not at home urging him to go here and there.

Zhang Jiujiu had never met Master's family, and Master had never mentioned anything from the past. And the neighbors only have memories of this kind-looking 50-year-old man in his fifties. It seems that he suddenly appeared in this city one day, with two children, a boy and a girl. They all called this old man Master.

The girl is one year younger than the boy, and her name is Zhang Nier, and I don't know if she was originally called this name, or if their master was patriarchal and didn't give the girl an official name seriously. Girls are not in school. The knowledge of both of them was taught by this master. Fortunately, this master is very knowledgeable and conscientious.

Because the age difference between the brother and sister is not much, the master's teaching progress is the same, to put it bluntly, they teach together. But I can still feel that the master has stricter requirements for Zhang Jiujiu. Zhang Jiujiu was also punished more. They all felt that the master was very much like a private school teacher in ancient times, that style, that tone, that look, and that old pedant who had retired from the Hanlin Academy. Fortunately, Master did not ask them to worship Confucius!

They are only eight or nine years old, which is supposed to be the second or third grade of primary school. But Master has basically handed over all the primary school courses to them. It is also that they themselves are very smart and have a strong ability to comprehend, coupled with Master's high-pressure policy, Master's teaching method is also remarkable, and it will definitely not be ashamed to take the middle school entrance examination with the students of the graduating class of primary school at the level of the two of them.

Zhang Jiujiu knew that Master should have gone to another city today, because he heard Master answer a phone call a few days ago, saying what was the ten-year appointment, and also mentioned the provincial capital. Anyway, Zhang Jiujiu didn't understand at all. He only knew that after the master answered the call, his expression was gloomy and silent, and he didn't even care that Zhang Jiujiu made a mistake.

Until this morning, Master went out to get a haircut, took a shower, and changed into a stylish suit. Walking past the master, you can still smell the faint fragrance. said that this was not a deliberate perfume, and it was impossible for Zhang Jiujiu to believe it. It's so abnormal, who can we meet?

Zhang Jiujiu didn't care about wondering, he knew that no one cared about him today. So there was the scene at the school gate at noon. He had been planning for several days since he heard Master's call. Carefully waiting for the master to go out, he grabbed the two boxes and said to his sister, "I'll go out and bring you something delicious," and rushed out despite the crying protest behind him......

Zhang Jiujiu, who was walking on the street, felt extremely happy, not to mention how much delicious food he had "cheated", but this feeling of playing with other friends between applause also made him feel a kind of excitement about the expansion of his blood vessels. He was born to be a king!

When he reached the entrance of the pedestrian street, he saw more than a dozen people gathered around, and some people were pointing and pointing. People who are far away think that something is going on. When I got closer, it turned out that someone was playing chess. No, how is this different from when Master and Uncle Qiao, the neighbor, played chess?

A circle of more than a dozen people felt a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, nine-year-old Zhang Jiujiu is not tall and can see the chess pieces on the chessboard between the thighs of the two people. Zhang Jiujiu looked at it, it turned out to be an endgame.

At this moment, there was a young man who had just graduated from college and looked like a half-crouched opposite, and the young man also supported a lens that was not too thin. He has delicate facial features, a sven style, a checkered shirt on the top, casual trousers on the bottom, a pair of leather shoes and shoes are shiny and shiny, and he looks like a white-collar worker at a glance.

Next to the young man, half-hunched was a middle-aged man with a mustache. The middle-aged man had a handbag in his hand, like a small businessman. Behind the young man stood two men, one chubby and a little shorter. The fat man took advantage of the terrain and was behind the bespectacled young man. And the short uncle is obviously no match for the fat man, he can only stand behind the "mustache", tiptoeing, and stretching his neck, not to mention how funny it is.

On the left hand side of the chessboard, there are a few ordinary people who don't seem to have any characteristics, some are squatting and some are standing, except for one person whose eyes are constantly on the crowd, everyone else is staring at the chessboard. The person on the right-hand side is a little looser, but it's mostly sticky. Maybe it's because of the sun's rays, but you can't look at it while standing on your right. There is also a middle-aged woman of thirty-five or sixteen, who pretends to be a little intense, and her fiery red lips make people dare not look directly.

Looking at the master sitting in the right position again, squinting his eyes, it seems that no one is looking, and everyone seems to have seen it, revealing such a chattering energy. The corners of the mouth are a little bold, and there is a small mole on the inside of the eyebrows on the left. If you put a plaster on your temples, it's definitely a fortune teller's look. "I'm sorry for his face if I don't go to fortune telling", Zhang Jiujiu muttered in his heart. He still has a bracelet in his left hand, and he doesn't know what kind of wood it is, with a slight black light, it looks very old, and it should have been coiled for many years. He didn't speak, just squinted his eyes, and he could see a little smile. At first glance, he looks like an old businessman.