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Sure enough, it was the same as Meng Jin expected.

When he walked home at night that night, his life returned to the "Meng Jin mode". I didn't see Ma Tianyu that night, but my stepmother didn't give Meng Jin a good face at all. Probably because her son's limelight was completely suppressed by this otaku boy, so she didn't even have the politeness she had on weekdays, and rushed upstairs with a kick of her shoes when she got home. However, the father smiled and looked at the famous watch on Meng Jin's wrist, and then patted Meng Jin's head, feeling that his son had finally inherited a little bit of his own grace back then.

The following summer vacation was long and tedious for Meng Jin. Every day, I either mix in the VS platform or stay in my room. I didn't participate in the class reunion, and compared to my classmates, who were either going to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou or going abroad, it was really not a face-saving thing to join a Buddhist college by myself. Not to mention Ma Tianyu, who gathered outside every day for the first ten days, and was even more excited after being admitted to Peking University, took a few friends to Lhasa for a month of hiking, and flew home for two days to Thailand for half a month.

Maybe the only surprise was that he received an email from Coco in the middle of the summer, and he didn't know how she knew his email address, anyway, when he was bored swiping through the mailbox and saw an email marked with an important symbol, he subconsciously clicked on it.

Coco just said hello to him and attached more than a dozen photos of her. It turned out that she had returned to the United States, and she took advantage of this gap to shoot a new film, and the scene in the photo was either a group photo with various stars in the studio, or a scene of joy and excitement with several brothers in her own home. There's even a photo of her in a bikini at the beach. The developing seductive body really made Meng Jin bleed a lot, and after struggling for a long time, Meng Jin finally decided to right-click to collect it, instead of selling this photo to fans of Super Killer in China.

Maybe it was the abdominal muscles of the handsome guys beside Coco that stimulated Meng Jin a little. For the next half month, he also ran to the pool in the dead of night every night for an hour and a half. The tall and thin man gradually gained some muscles.

The day of enrollment.

My father and stepmother got on the bus two days early, and then flew to Beijing. Three first-class tickets. Ma Tianyu's score was indeed chosen by Tsinghua University and Peking University, but his final choice was the National People's Congress. It's just that I heard that there are more beauties in the big people.

Meng Jin was alone, with a big schoolbag, standing on the tail of the scorching summer.

I had a timetable in my hand, just behind the letter of admission that was gilded at the beginning.

"Please wait for the bus at No. 26 Guangzhou Road at 6 p.m. on August 28."

At this time, it was already five o'clock and thirty o'clock, and at this time, Meng Jin had been standing here on this street in the provincial capital for an hour.

In fact, Meng Jin arrived in the morning, but considering that the time was still early, I found an Internet café and stayed until the afternoon, and the free air conditioning was the best summer resort. However, when he was about to find the 26th an hour in advance, he found a headache.

There was no number 26.

No. 25 Guangzhou Road is a dessert shop, while No. 27 Guangzhou Road is a fried food shop. Between these two numbers is a gate. To be exact, the back door of the dormitory area of the old capital university.

Could it be that No. 26 is this back door?

It turned out to be not. Meng Jin asked the two security guards at the back door, and it turned out that the address of the dormitory area in the old capital was recorded according to the house number in the front.

In other words, there is no such thing as a 26th.

"Damn, do you want me to stop in the middle of this door?" Meng Jin took a sip, but still moved to the shade of a tree in front of the back door.

It's the day of school, and the old students won't be so early. It was all the new students who were flocked to the school by the parents like stars. Looking at the parents who were carrying large bags and small bags, as well as the freshmen who walked in front easily, Meng Jin's heart was quite uncomfortable.

Daddy, they're the same, right? Glancing at the huge schoolbag at his feet, Meng Jin sighed again.

The road in Guangzhou was full of people, but no one looked at him more. It seems that he is still fit to be an invisible man, although the muscles in his abdomen have gradually separated.

Meng Jin was wearing the Patek Philippe that was going to be returned to Cocoa, the top mechanical watchmaking in Switzerland, which should be accurate. The displayed time was only about 10 seconds away from six o'clock, but there was still no sign of it. It doesn't matter if it's the so-called number 26 or the waiting car.

Both bus stops are half a block away, and the subway passes by, but it's underground. Do you want to go to the subway station yourself and jump under the tracks and look for the so-called number 26? After imagining this possible difficulty, Meng Jin shook his head and vetoed it again.

Six o'clock past five minutes. Finally, a few limousines came, but they were also here to see them off. Several men in suits pushed out a few boxes from the trunk in unison and placed them next to the back door, and then a young man dressed in a fashionable suit stepped out of the car and stood next to the trunk.

In less than five minutes, the cars completed the entire process from sending people off to leaving. It's as fast as a spy movie in a movie.

The young man's trendy outfit is very stylish, with a tiger head printed on the black short sleeves. Because of complaining about Uncle Guo Degang on the Internet, Meng Jin knew that it was a very expensive Givenchy. A few gold leaf pendants on his chest, a long belt of his shorts, and a pair of giant ninja slippers on his feet. Ma Tianyu also has a pair, which seems to be a trendy brand in Japan, about more than 2,000.

More than 2,000 slippers are enough to buy almost 10 genuine accounts of Titanfall. When Meng Jin first knew the price of the shoes, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, although even if he could buy 10 Titan accounts, his broken computer would never be able to run.

Probably a hipster who was very different from the whole body suddenly appeared among many slightly simple college students, coupled with the man's unruly hairstyle and his gloomy eyes, it didn't take long to attract the admiring eyes of several girls on the side of the road.

Meng Jin sighed again, and was about to look away, but found that the guy was also holding a gold-pasted letter paper like his own.

Don't?

Glancing at the time, six o'clock was almost twenty, and there was really no way. It is better to have one more person anxious than one person to worry. So Meng Jin didn't hesitate, picked up his big schoolbag, and walked towards the young man.

"Eh, classmate, you're too-"

"No. 26 Guangzhou Road." Chao Nan interrupted Meng Jin's words in a cold voice, "I saw it, you also entered the academy." ”

"But I've been here for a long time, and I haven't found it—"

"That's your stupidity."

"You know—"

"Of course I do."

Finally, Meng Jin breathed a sigh of relief. I finally met someone who knew how to do it, although I was interrupted by him coldly several times, but it didn't matter anymore.

A hipster man, an ordinary teenager, the two of them stood silently in front of the gate. People came and went, and finally, Meng Jin's number of clicks doubled, and when others set their eyes on the tide man, they glanced at him more by the way.

"Donor, can you make a fate?" The voice came from behind, and two monks in full robes stuck up.

"Ah, wait, I'll take a look......" Meng Jin took out his wallet and looked for it beside the few red tickets, hesitating to give Zhang five yuan.

"They don't want money." The tide man glanced at Meng Jin and handed over the gold-pasted letter in his hand in a dashing manner.

"Oh, this one." Meng Jin hurriedly stuffed his notice into the hands of the two monks.

"One A-class, one S-class, empty boat, we can eat meat when we go back!" One of the monks had a thief's bright light in his eyes.

"What meat is not meaty, the empty sound, don't say it so ugly, it's just some biological ingredients composed of proteins, fats, vitamins and carbohydrates."

But Meng Jin obviously saw this guy named Kong Zhou at the head, and blinked his eyes visibly at his partner.

"By the way, take my hand."

"Holding hands ......?" Meng Jin hesitated for a while, and in front of the public, he was grabbed by a monk, and it was inevitable that he would be suspected of being tied up in the temple to become a monk, although he was indeed going to the Buddhist Academy.

Turning his head, he saw that the tide man indifferently put his hand into the empty hand, Meng Jin couldn't help it, and also handed his hand to the empty boat's hand.

Strangely, the two good young men were held by the monk's hand, but the others seemed to turn a blind eye and walked past them one after another. The girls who were still peeking at the tide men also dispersed one by one.

Have we disappeared? Meng Jin couldn't help but have this thought.

"There are thousands of Dharmas, and you can save people ...... by yourself" The two monks recited the words, and the heavens and the earth seemed to have begun to rotate.

When Meng Jin opened his eyes again, the back door of the originally lively school was gone, replaced by No. 26 Guangzhou Road, a huge bus station.

"What is this?" Meng Jin watched the people around him come and go as usual, but they all passed in front of the bus station, and the students who had been in and out of the back door of the school were also gone.

"Is this the Heng San Buddha who is in charge of space?" The tide man asked.

"Haha, classmate, don't be kidding. How can we descend to such a supreme Buddha? It's just a little spell to open the door. Kongzhou touched his shiny head, looking a little frightened.

"What is the third Buddha, what is the opening ......" Meng Jin was confused.

"Idiot, don't you study before school?" The tide man kicked his suitcase, looking very impatient. "It's just opening up a space."

Leaving Meng Jin aside, Chao Nan walked towards the only bus parked in the station by himself, and at the same time threw down a sentence, "I said, the A-level treatment includes carrying luggage, right?" ”

"This benefactor is so smart." The empty boat folded his hands, as if he was admiring in front of the Buddha.

"Smart P, didn't you take his money and do the tutoring before the start of school?"

"It's compulsory education. It's just that the donor was kind enough to sponsor our barbecue party for the whole summer. ”

Meng Jin also followed, carrying his schoolbag and walking into the car.

Strangely, although the station is huge, there are not many people. Excluding the tide man Meng Jin and the two monks, there is only one driver with an expressionless face.

"Ahem, I said that the donor's salute is too much."

Out of breath, two monks, one fat and one thin, also climbed into the car.

The night at the end of summer fell very late, and at the moment it was just sunset, through the car window, the Guangzhou road was full of traffic, pedestrians were in a hurry, and the station next to the car was empty, empty and lonely. Reality is mixed with illusion, but the boundaries have long been blurred.

The time on the watch jumped to seven o'clock, and the bus, which was an hour late, finally plunged into the crowded traffic on Guangzhou Road and began to run wildly.

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