Sun Xiaoli and Dong Qian stood in front of Zhang Zijian left and right, looking at him carefully, as if they were studying new creatures.

"Have you seen enough?" Zhang Zijian said helplessly.

"Boy, I can't see it, you still have this hand, that one learned?" Sun Xiaoli asked mischievously.

"Up?" Zhang Zijian just wanted to say that he learned it when he was in college, but he swallowed it when the words came to his lips, so he had to explain that he learned it from the teacher when he was in elementary school, and the teacher was an agent teacher.

For the sake of a word, Zhang Zijian made up a touching story.

"I didn't expect you to have talents there!" After listening to the story made up by Zhang Zijian, Dong Qian said with two tears in her eyes.

"Well, it's a whole thing." Zhang Zijian said with emotion, I didn't expect this person to be so emotionally colorful, not at all like the ruthlessness of the women who didn't let their eyebrows shave when they were fighting just now.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, and people were hurrying home from work. Around Dong Qian's drink stall, various tricycles, turf bikes, and bicycles supported the goods, and stalls were set up on both sides of the road.

The night market in Jianguo Community was established in the blink of an eye. We have a wide variety of fruits, vegetables, daily necessities, clothes, etc.

Zhang Zijian, Dong Qian, and Sun Xiaoli sat down at a barbecue stall. Not far from the drink stall, Sun Xiaoli shouted that she wanted to eat a big meal, it was delicious, but when Zhang Zijian asked him what kind of meal he wanted to eat, and what was delicious, she couldn't say.

Ask Dong Qian, she pointed to the barbecue stall not far away, and said that she hadn't eaten it for a long time.

"You don't go to school now, you come to play with us every day, and we go to fight songs together and fight them to death?" Sun Xiaoli ate a string of mutton skewers, chewing heavily in her mouth, and did not forget to speak.

After Zhang Zijian glanced at Sun Xiaoli, he looked at Dong Qian, who was chewing slowly, very gentle. He couldn't understand how a big-hearted, energetic girl could become good friends with a seemingly introverted and calm girl. Zhang Zijian looked at Sun Xiaoli again and said, "Is it fun to sing songs?" I didn't see it being fun. Besides, I can't fight at any level, to be honest, the songs you sing today are all very good, why don't you want to think about getting a combination? ”

Zhang Zijian really didn't want to be with them, and he was watching a show on the road like a monkey. This kind of fighting song is just a kind of literature and art produced in an era, it can't be said to be literature and art, and games are more suitable. Zhang Zijian has the heart of a mature person, once or twice is okay, but if he regards fighting songs as a hobby, it is really decadent.

After listening to Zhang Zijian's words, Dong Qian was stunned for a moment, and repeated with a big win: "Make a combination, what a combination." ”

Sun Xiaoli stopped chewing the mutton in her mouth, waiting for Zhang Zijian to explain.

Zhang Zijian put down a bamboo stick, took the toilet paper, wiped it on his hand and said: "Sun Xiaoli, your voice is high-pitched, Dong Qian's voice is medium, some songs can be sung in double, that is very beautiful." ”

Sun Xiaoli swallowed the mutton in her mouth, and said excitedly: "I'll just say, you know music, haha, according to what you said, let's combine it, kill all over the capital, and become the king of spelling songs." Ha ha! ”

Zhang Zijian was speechless, looked at Dong Qian, and collided with Dong Qian's gaze, seeing a slight smile on the corner of Dong Qian's mouth, he shook his head slightly at Zhang Zijian.

"Why don't you go into a band?" Zhang Zijian threw out this question.

Sun Xiaoli was obviously stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said

said: "Just like that Cui Jian sang, I used to ask when you would go with me, but you always laughed at me for having nothing." Sun Xiaoli could lower her voice, and after singing, she gave Zhang Zijian a look like an idiot.

Looking at Zhang Zijian's depressed face, Dong Qian explained to Zhang Zijian: "We don't know how to compose, we are saying that those instruments are too expensive, we can't afford to buy them, and more importantly, Xiaoli and I are still in school." It's about to be my third year of high school, and I may not have time to play. ”

After eating, Zhang Zijian walked home along the road. As soon as he entered the door, Gao Min said to Zhang Zijian: "Have you eaten enough?" Zhang Zijian nodded, Gao Min pointed to the study and said, "What about your father waiting for you?" In the past, right? ”

Zhang Zijian knocked twice on the door of the study, pushed the door in, and saw Zhang Jianguo reading the text. When I walked to the table and saw that the teacup was empty, I picked up a thermos and filled it with water.

"I'm back, are you okay today?" Zhang Jianguo put down the text in his hand, looked up at Zhang Zijian and said.

Zhang Zijian still didn't squeak, just nodded.

"Tomorrow your uncle will take you to the District Education Committee for a mock exam, no matter whether you do well or not, the school's arrangement may not be the best, which is also what your grandfather meant. Your identity is somewhat embarrassing, in our family, you are indeed the species of our Zhang family, but outside, especially in Wen Jiàn, household registration, etc., it will not show that you have any relationship with the Zhang family on the surface. I hope you can understand this, and don't talk about your grandfather at will, use your brain before doing things, don't be impulsive, you have to learn to keep a low profile, and you will also see things more broadly. Zhang Jianguo is patiently communicating with Zhang Zijian, in fact, as long as Zhang Jianguo points out something, Zhang Zijian can understand it, which Zhang Jianguo is very satisfied with. Sometimes I am very proud and proud, this is the kind of old Zhang family, who has a talent for understanding intentions and is suitable for politics.

After some explanation, seeing Zhang Zijian nodding his head in response, he was relieved, unconsciously took out a cigarette, lit it, and unconsciously threw it to Zhang Zijian.

Zhang Zijian was embarrassed to smoke in front of the girl in the afternoon, and after holding back for an afternoon, the addiction to smoking had already come up, so he took the cigarette, lit it directly, and took a hard puff.

"Dad, do you have a lot of money in your little coffers?" Zhang Zijian spat out a puff of cigarette and said.

Zhang Jianguo, who had just taken a sip of water, almost squirted out, I don't understand how this son knew that he had a small treasury, to put it bluntly, it was private money.

"How is there not enough pocket money. Didn't your aunt give you ten dollars? Oh, didn't you like something, how much did it cost, Dad bought it for you." Zhang Jianguo really thought that when Zhang Zijian came to the capital of the flower world, there were items he had never seen before, and judging from the way he bought clothes, he knew that his son had a strong sense of vanity.

"I haven't seen anything yet." Zhang Zijian shook his head and said, then talked about the ashtray and said, "Leave some reserves." If you like something, you will be annoyed if you keep asking for it, saying that you are busy and delaying things. ”

"Tsk!" Zhang Jianguo gasped, he didn't expect this son to be so promising, he wanted to use the reserves, and he didn't want Zhang Zijian to develop the habit of spending money lavishly, although he was not very rich, there were still hundreds of thousands, in addition to the salary handed, the usual bonuses, and gray income were all placed in the small treasury.

Just now I said that we should be low-key in doing things, and I am thinking about how to spend money and spend money, but I am not low-key.

"Give you two hundred dollars a month. Pay attention to savings. Don't think about spending money at every turn, your main task now is to study. As he spoke, Zhang Jianguo reached out and picked up the briefcase on the table, took out four fifty yuan bills from it, put them on the desk, and pushed them forward with his hand.

Zhang Zijian took it, looked at it, and said, "Thank you, it's still not enough, or you pave the way for me, and I'll get some myself." ”

Zhang Jianguo was a little angry, give two hundred, what do you want, just said that you understand the intention very well, this time you will be stupid? Still paving the way?

"Hmph, I just said it, it's important for you to study now, don't learn those messy things, and don't touch them. You're out, I'm still going to deal with Wen Jiàn? Zhang Zijian saw that his father was unhappy and hurriedly walked away.

I went back to the house, lay down on the bed, and began to figure out how to get a little money.

At about nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, Zhang Jianjun drove Zhang Zijian and went to the district education committee to find his high school classmate.

Although the school is on summer vacation, the Education Committee is still working normally. Zhang Jianjun's classmate is the deputy director of the office of the District Education Commission and a section-level cadre.

led Zhang Zijian into the office door and shouted, "Director Gao." "From afar, he stretched out his hand to meet him.

"Hey, old classmate, don't take such a burying person, just call me Xiao Gao." Director Gao stood up from the desk and shook hands with Zhang Jianjun and said with a smile.

"Gotta bury you. Do you have an executive director? I'm just a businessman. Zhang Jianjun was still joking.

Director Gao smiled helplessly and pointed at Zhang Jianjun with his finger.

"Zijian, call someone, this is your Uncle Gao." Zhang Jianjun looked at Zhang Zijian beside him and said.

After Zhang Zijian shouted Uncle Gao strangely, Director Gao looked at Zhang Zijian carefully and said to Zhang Jianjun: "It's quite clever, hehe." Then he turned to Zhang Jianjun and said, "What, have you brought all the formalities?" I don't think it's necessary, although the local education is a little different from the capital, the problem is very different, I don't think there is a need to test, I just arrange for school at the beginning of the school year. ”

Feelings, Director Gao still doesn't know the identity of Zhang Zijian, Zhang Jianjun told a relative in his local area to go to school, and by the way, test his academic performance. Zhang Zijian already has a student registration file, which was specially handled by his grandfather's secretary to the relevant departments, and the primary school, junior high school, and high school registration in A Township, N County, C City, Province and even each period of each science score are 99 points and 100 points.

When Director Gao looked at the file carefully, he was also shocked. This kid is also very good at learning. While looking at the file, he also looked at Zhang Zijian from time to time.

Zhang Jianjun, who looked at him like this, wanted to step forward and look at his nephew's file. I still wondered in my heart, could it be that the people from the Sixth Military Division were mistaken.

This is also to blame for his late entertainment last night, he took the file from the hands of the six people and put it in the car, and after he was busy, he forgot to look at it, and now he sees the eyes of his old classmate Director Gao, as if there is a big problem.

Zhang Jianguo coughed dryly and said, "What's the problem?" ”

Director Gao put the file in a brown paper bag and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this child to study well." Oh, by the way, the tutor who arranged for your brother Director Zhang's house last time wasn't the one who taught him, right? Hehe. ”

Zhang Jianjun understood as soon as he heard it, his feelings were talking about the matter of Mr. Zhang's eldest grandson last time, but now it is not spread randomly, he had to remind this old classmate: "No, the current news, you know, spread it in suspense." ”

"Hehe, okay, I took the six main test papers, all of which are this year's test questions, which are more difficult than in previous years." Director Gao said with a smile on his face.

The two morning exams were conducted in a separate office of the District Education Commission. The invigilators are Uncle Zhang Zijian and Director Gao. Zhang Zijian took the test paper and quickly wrote the answers, and Director Gao and Uncle Xiao were muttering quietly not far from him.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhang Zijian finished getting two test papers, and Zhang Jianjun asked Director Gao to have a small gathering in a mid-range restaurant next to the District Education Commission.