It seems that only some broken memories in the head can be selected!

Of course, Zhang Yang always believes that there are also some secrets of martial arts hidden in those ancient books, but he can't see the mystery for the time being.

Zhang Yang is doing some inexplicable movements on the grass alone, and these actions are always repeated hundreds of thousands of times, which is simply a kind of torture, but Zhang Yang has no way, the memory in his head has no clear guiding ideas, he now wants to be a monk who is halfway monk, and can only practice with intuition in this way.

What made Zhang Yang most depressed was that he didn't even prompt how many times he had to do these movements in his head, and he could only repeat some of the martial arts movements he knew.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Yang had entered the realm of selflessness, and it was not until Dongfang revealed the morning glow that he was surprised that he had actually practiced for a night, which made him feel incredible, he didn't feel tired at all, except for being a little hungry, but had a feeling of refreshment.

Slowly, some of the homeless people in the park also left, some in search of food, some in search of work, and in their place were some nearby residents who got up in the morning to exercise.

Slowly, there are more lawn people who sleep openly, some twisting Yangge, some playing Tai Chi gossip, and some pulling erhu......

Looking at the sleeping Liu Biao, Zhang Yang didn't disturb him, he still admired Liu Biao very much, he slept so soundly in this environment, he was really different!

Early in the morning, there was nothing to do anyway, and Zhang Yang still repeated some actions that seemed strange to others.

Zhang Yang didn't know that while he was practicing, a young woman in her thirties wearing a set of white sportswear was sitting on a long chair not far away and had been observing Zhang Yang.

"Young man, what are you practicing?" Finally, the handsome young woman came up and asked.

"Ah...... Ahem...... I don't know, messy practice ......" Zhang Yang's face turned red suddenly, he was completely subconsciously doing some practice movements, and he really couldn't say what kung fu he practiced, it seemed that the incomplete memory in his head did not have a complete cultivation method at all, it was very complicated, not to mention a specific noun, the little monk gave him a name for the cheats, and the memory in his head did not have a martial arts term, which made Zhang Yang feel incredible.

"Hehe, then why are you repeating these actions?" The young woman asked curiously.

"Idle ......"

"......" The young woman was stunned, and the young man's answer made her not know how to answer.

"Do you know martial arts?"

Zhang Yang's spirit was suddenly lifted, and now Zhang Yang is a little sick and rushed to the doctor, since he knew that the owner of an inconspicuous bookstore was actually a killer, Zhang Yang had a feeling of being a master of the world for those who bought vegetables and killed pigs.

The so-called big hidden in the city!

The young woman suddenly ran to ask if she had seen any clues.

"Martial arts?!" The young woman was dumbfounded.

"Ahem......" Zhang Yang looked at the young woman's expression, and immediately said that he was wrong, "Then what are you asking?" ”

"Hehe, it's nothing, I opened a yoga studio, and I see that some of your movements can only be done by practicing yoga, so curious, I see that you do these simple movements for a few hours in the morning, and I have run a few laps in the park, and you are still doing it, hehe, you have a lot of perseverance." The young woman said.

"Oh."

"Let's go, seeing that you were so addicted just now, I started to think that it was some new fitness move." The young woman waved her hand and left.

"Bye-bye......" Zhang Yang waved his hand in disappointment.

"What's going on?" Liu Biao stood up from his chair suddenly, probably sensing someone talking around him in his dream.

"Nothing, go ahead and sleep." Zhang Yang didn't have a good airway.

"I'm hungry, it's time to eat, hehe." Liu Biao touched his head embarrassedly.

"Well...... Actually, Zhang Yang has been hungry for a long time.

……

Finally, what Zhang Yang had been most worried about happened, just a breakfast, the two of them actually spent thirty yuan, and although Liu Biao was an injured person, his appetite was surprisingly good, he killed five braised eggs, and ate a bowl of rice noodles and some oil cakes, in Zhang Yang's words, it was simply a rice bucket, a pig-headed pig who would spoil food.

No, no, it's not as good as a pig, using a pig to describe Liu Biao is an insult to a pig, a pig can also kill meat, and Liu Biao makes a manure machine.

Of course, having said that, Zhang Yang himself did not eat less.

In fact, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao are only in their early twenties, and it is the time to grow their bodies, plus they have fled overnight, and the nutrients they need are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

"What should I do?"

After the two came out of the breakfast hall, Liu Biao sighed and glanced at the twenty yuan ocean in Zhang Yang's hand.

"It seems that we have to find a way to make money quickly, or we will be on the front page of the newspaper in two days, saying that two college students have not found a job and are starving to death on the streets."

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the twenty yuan in his hand, if you don't make money now, life will be a problem, what else to talk about escaping, this provincial city must not be able to stay for a long time, the best way now is to stay in one place for a period of time immediately, keep changing places, even if there are any clues left, the other party can't catch up.

"How to make money?"

Liu Biao waved his arm in frustration, what he was best at was extortion. It is better to kill him if he wants to use his brain to make money, but now his best craft has been strictly forbidden to be used by Zhang Yang, of course, the most important thing is that his injury is not yet healed, as long as his brother Biao's injury is healed, it is not easy to make a few small bucks with his ability to run a horse on his arm......

Thinking of his majestic killing in the school, Liu Biao immediately forgot about the ugly thing that he was beaten all over the ground by Lu Fei.

"I have to find a short-term job, earn some living expenses and travel expenses, and get out of here."

"By the way, Zhang Yang, I haven't asked, where are we going?"

"There is no purpose now, we can't set a purpose for ourselves for the time being, because, those subordinates of Maimaiti must be racking their brains to think about where we will run, then, we have to do that we have no goal ourselves, of course, we still try to stay away from H Province, I believe that their main forces are now in H Province!"

"Then why did you start saying you were going to Guangzhou?"

"Well, where must be one of our destinations, because, Guangdong Province is the province with the largest floating population in the country, I think, in that kind of place, all kinds of forces must be intertwined, he has the ability to find us is not so easy, of course, the most important thing is, where to get close to Hong Kong, if in case the power of Maimaiti is already big enough to hunt us down across the country, then, our only way out is to smuggle Hong Kong, although Hong Kong is China's territory, However, the environmental system is different, and Maimaiti is a mainlander, so it will certainly not be easy for his underground forces to infiltrate Hong Kong. ”

"Hehe, Hong Kong, Hong Kong, good place, I heard that there are so many beauties in Hong Kong that no one wants to ......" Liu Biao smiled with a silver face.

"Boss, Brother Biao, we haven't eaten and clothed yet, and when you are full and warm, you can think about silver desire." Zhang Yang picked up the twenty oceans and slammed them on Liu Biao and said, "You wait for me here, I'll take a look, is there anything to make money." ”

"Ah...... You don't bring money? "Liu Biao is holding the 20 Great Oceans.

"Doesn't it make a difference?" Zhang Yang pursed his mouth.

"That's ......" Liu Biao put the twenty oceans on himself without politeness and said: "Grandma's, I'm thirsty, I have to buy an ice cream to eat......"

……

"Well, by the way, you just don't move around here, if you get separated, we'll use QQ to contact, remember Q?"

"Remember, go ahead, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, more annoying than my mother...... Yes...... My mom...... It's miserable, I haven't told my mother yet......" Liu Biao thought of his mother, and suddenly became anxious.

"Ahem...... How long has you been away from home in the longest time you have ever been away from home? ”

"More than a month to ......"

"Damn, it's been more than a month, and it's only been a few days? Gone......" Zhang Yang was furious.

"Hehe, I forgot, it's only been out for a few days, it's okay, it's okay, you go and take it." Liu Biao looked embarrassed.

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao fled to have an advantage, that is, no one will remember, Zhang Yang's parents have been working outside for a long time, except for sending money on Zhang Yang's card, they rarely contact at all, of course, even if they want to, they can't be contacted.

Although Liu Biao is from City C, he is a long-term owner who has not returned to the house, and after a long time, his parents will get used to it, and his longest record of not going home is not more than a month, but three months.

……

Leaving the park, Zhang Yang began to stroll around the streets, trying to find the kind of short-term part-time job, a full four hours, back pain, if it weren't for October and it wasn't too cold, it could be completely described as hungry and cold.

By 12 o'clock in the afternoon, he was disappointed, completely disappointed, and it could be said that it was impossible for the whole city to find the kind of work that he imagined that could earn living expenses and travel expenses in the short term.

At the same time, Zhang Yang thought of a key surname problem, he has no ID card, no graduation certificate, without these two things it is almost impossible to find a job, let alone the kind of short-term and lucrative job.

Tired!

Zhang Yang sat on a lounge chair on the street and was hungry, the eggs and rice noodles he ate in the morning had already been digested and sent into the KFC toilet, when Zhang Yang came out of the KFC toilet, he saw the fragrant, yellow hamburgers and fries, and wanted to run over and bite two bites desperately.

Looking at the endless flow of people on the street, Zhang Yang has never felt as helpless as now, although he was financially constrained when he was studying, he never worried about eating and dressing, and suddenly, Zhang Yang understood the difficulties of his parents.

At this moment, Zhang Yang finally lost his words, why did his parents leave his hometown and leave him to study at home alone.

Everything is for life!

Isn't a person's life just for life?

Zhang Yang sighed, the flow of people coming and going on the streets, who is not for life?

Suddenly, looking at the rows of luxuriously decorated facades, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

There's a way!

Isn't it a shortcut to help people buy clothes?

In general clothing stores, in order to stimulate the passion of employees, there will be a certain percentage of commissions, and the higher the price of the clothes, the higher the commission.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly had a feeling of impatience, as if there was an invisible force in his body pushing him to achieve this.

Feeling this power and **, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned, he was too familiar with this feeling, this was the feeling when he saw the math book, and he also had this feeling when he saw Li Bo's Desert Eagle, and the strongest feeling was to see the "Lotus Treasure Book" and those ancient books.

Could it be that there is a marketing master in his incomplete knowledge memory?

Zhang Yang has always been puzzled by the memories in his head, and to the current position, Zhang Yang has never been clear about how many memories he has in his head, because, when not in use, those memories have almost no signs of recovery, just a confused concept.

Zhang Yang guessed that the people who possessed this knowledge and memory must have different identities, and the first person to appear and arouse interest in mathematical calculations should be the one with the strongest mental power among these people, and the martial arts cultivator was second, as for the memories of other people, if Zhang Yang didn't use it, it was likely that he would not appear for the rest of his life, and he would be sealed in a certain corner of his head forever.

Of course, now Zhang Yang has affirmed one, that is, no matter what kind of memory and knowledge, you need to learn to adapt to it when you need it, otherwise, you can't master it at all, just like martial arts cultivation, until now, Zhang Yang still can't figure it out, although he has a strong memory, he can't really understand it, it's like seeing it, but not grasping the feeling.

Zhang Yang endured hunger and began to wander around some high-end specialty stores purposefully, paying attention to the tone of action and some details of those marketers.

Time passed quickly, and finally, Zhang Yang went to the bookstore to read some marketing tips.

In the bookstore, Zhang Yang is like a powerful vacuum cleaner, as long as it is related to marketing, he reads it, and when he is surprised, when he comes into contact with some marketing knowledge, he immediately awakens a knowledge that he has never thought of.

Psychology!

This memory knowledge shocked him, because he had never felt so clearly, whether it was mathematical martial arts or marketing knowledge, the kind of ** that was expressed was almost negligible compared to psychological knowledge, it was too clear.

A psychology book of less than 200,000 words only takes him five minutes to read.

This is no longer reading, or directly turning the book, but this is indeed a way of reading for Zhang Yang, because the moment he turned the pages of the book, he already understood the above knowledge.

Zhang Yang frantically flipped through the books in the bookstore, and the staff of the bookstore were like seeing a nervous disorder, but fortunately, the young man had no signs of madness, and there was no damage to the books, and the staff didn't bother to care about him.

Zhang Yang can still control other people's opinions at this time, and his head is crazy calculating and thinking

Why is this happening?

Why?

This is too unbelievable, could it be that this person's mental power can surpass all the memories before?

When Zhang Yang came out of the bookstore, he was always thinking about this question, if this memory with psychology is so strong, why didn't there be the slightest sign in the beginning?

According to the law that the stronger the memory, the first to appear, then, psychology should first appear mathematical calculations to trigger his learning**, if this memory can not be compared with the previous memory knowledge, then why is there such a clear memory now?

The only explanation is that psychology is a discipline related to mental power, because marketing also has knowledge about psychology and triggers the memory of psychology, and when the memory awakens, it immediately surpasses other memories.

Now, Zhang Yang has only reviewed it a little, and he has inherited all the psychological knowledge.

Of course, there is absolutely no bothering him with one more knowledge, an excellent psychologist is almost equivalent to the existence of a god in the minds of ordinary people, he can penetrate people's thoughts, he can hypnotize, and most importantly, an excellent psychologist does marketing things, which is simply a knife to kill chickens.

Hungry, hungry!

Zhang Yang didn't bother to think about it, he didn't have a lot of skills, he just wanted to find Liu Biao in the park as soon as possible, Liu Biao still had twenty yuan on him, and he would deal with it today first.

Fortunately, Liu Biao was still there, lying on the chair and sleeping loudly, his belly was very high, revealing his thick chest hair, and the inside of his nose was like pulling a bellows.

"Brother Biao, get up......

"Ah...... Not...... Woke up...... Ready to eat? Liu Biao's sleepy eyes were fluffy, and he stood up with his eyes mixed and went straight to the outside of the park.

"I'm going to buy it, where's the money?"

"Ah...... Ahem...... You didn't make any money? Liu Biao's eyes widened.

"It's not ......" Zhang Yang felt a little bad.

"It's all here."

Liu Biao cried and took out the money on his body, four pieces of one.

"Brother Biao, you ate so much in the morning, it is impossible for you to eat another sixteen yuan at noon, right? With your figure, you should be losing weight. ”

Zhang Yang took the six oceans depressedly, according to his thoughts, Liu Biao is now flashing, rarely moving, and he has eaten so much in the morning, and he should have eaten casually at noon and the other party has passed, so he knows that there are only four yuan left.

"I ate a boxed lunch, ten yuan ......"

"And what about the six dollars?"

"I was so idle that I shot a six-yuan toy gun in the park, which is the kind of balloon ......" Liu Biao's head was almost lowered to the crotch of his pants.

“……”

Zhang Yang was speechless.

This dinner was eight steamed buns, and there was no money to buy a bottle of mineral water, and the two looked at each other with unfinished eyes after gobbling up the steamed buns.

"Is that gun fun?"

“……”

"Is it better to have steamed buns or toy guns?"

“……”

"Hehe, Lao Tzu will make a lot of money tomorrow, rest assured, Lao Tzu will make money tomorrow, please shoot for a day, grandma's, don't stop, give Lao Tzu all the time!"

"No, I'm playing with guns." Liu Biao looked serious.

"So what are you doing?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"I want to eat steamed buns, I eat one and I lose one, I eat another one and I lose another ......"

"Hahaha......"

The two of them didn't know that just when they were having fun, a huge net had been spread across the country, and the photos of Liu Biao had been widely circulated in the underground world, and the dark flowers proposed by Maimai had reached 20 million yuan.

Of course, in Maimaiti's mind, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao's lives are not enough for 2,000 yuan, and the price of 20 million is completely for his son and his most precious son.

At this time, Zhang Yang still naively thought that it would be almost safe to leave H Province......

(To be continued)