The fragrance of rapeseed oil wafted far away on the bright road in the nineties, and no one paid attention to this small microcosm of time, until many years later, people will remember that our life was so beautiful, no gutter oil, no blending oil.

Burying his lies all night, Zhang Zhenyi had to bear two big black circles early in the morning, like a giant panda staggering to the experimental junior high school, the fragrance along the way made him unable to raise the slightest appetite, the head that was so heavy that he couldn't raise his head weakly rested on his shoulders, and the passers-by and teenagers drooled in shock.

"What a man of God, he can fall asleep while walking."

"It seems that lies kill people, and it definitely takes countless lies to tell a lie, and what is even more terrifying is that when you meet a person who asks the root of the matter, it is not just as simple as a lie, but also to bear huge psychological pressure, sin!"

Zhang Zhenyi couldn't lift any strength, like a wandering soul into the campus of the real school, followed the number on the door number to find a zero general classroom and went into it, for the first year of junior high school students in this era, naturally everyone likes to sit in the front row, but Zhang Zhenyi picked a table in the corner of the classroom like a god, and sat down as if no one was around.

He didn't know that his amazing image of the god of sleep was only the first day, and it became an eternal legend in the experimental junior high school, for the first day of school, there has never been a miracle that a student can sleep on the table for four consecutive classes, but Zhang Zhenyi, a student of 101, broke the record unprecedentedly.

I have to say that it is also a lot of accidents to create this record, who knows that on the first day of school, the head teacher Rao had to be hospitalized for intravenous drips due to severe mouth ulcers, and without the mobilization of the class meeting, the mathematics teacher in charge of the class actually spoke about the mathematics myth of the whole morning very responsibly.

And Zhang Zhenyi, the sleeping god, was ignored by the old teacher with reading glasses because he was sitting in the last row, and was directly regarded as a typical example of a child who could not be taught, until the end of the fourth class, he couldn't bear to say to the students in the class:

"Who woke up the classmate who slept in four classes and asked him to come back from eating and go to bed before he was too late."

"What are you doing, are you going to eat?"

The ghostly answer instantly ignited the quiet classroom.

The large classroom full of sixty or seventy people suddenly fell into a panic, and the originally ordinary classmate Zhang Zhenyi was widely known on the first day, and the name of "Sleeping God" was steadily carried by the teenager since then, becoming a legend that no one surpassed.

"Hey, Zhang Zhenyi, haven't you slept in eight lifetimes? Sleep like a pig, I've never seen anyone sleep like you. I usually sleep for about 10 hours. ”

A big discussion about the "Sleeping God" is flooding in this exciting era, everyone expresses their opinions and opinions, and our protagonist Zhang Zhenyi, at this time, is extremely depressed by the "little fat man" Wang Minghao who is sitting at the same table with a teasing face.

"Hahaha, you are both pigs, one sleeping god and the other sleeping pig."

A laughing voice suddenly came from behind the two, and it was the time to get out of school, and the boys and girls around them suddenly burst into laughter.

"You bastard, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you, you dead man."

The little fat man Wang Minghao immediately ran up and grabbed the joke, and the classmates of the two beat him up for a while.

The incomparably nostalgic youth, the incomparably nostalgic youth, the incomparably beautiful middle school career, the incomparably beautiful friendship with classmates, praise you, our years.

The young man's singing voice pierced the dust of his youth, and his memory drifted far and wide in September, and Zhang Zhenyi didn't seem to realize that a stormy crisis was coming at him, and he walked briskly and humming a familiar tune on the stone road back.

"Uncle, open the door!"

"Uncle?"

"Hey, hey, open the door, aren't you home?"

No one seemed to answer, and the young man's heart suddenly became distressed, no one was at home, was he going to starve to death in this desert era, could it be that countless beauties had no chance with him, this terrible era.

"Which hairy child are you who has not been taught by adults, what kind of noise, give Lao Tzu a little farther away."

A terrifying loud voice suddenly came out of the side door, and then a fat woman with a fat and bloated body shook her with strange steps.

"Did I have a taboo with a fat woman? How can it be this kind of broken person, Nima's. ”

The young man's psychology secretly cursed, but he had to ask patiently.

"Auntie, I'm Xiao Liu's nephew who lives in this house, I don't know where my uncle went, do you know?"

"Liu Runping? That little bastard was driven away by me, it turns out that you are the nephew of that little bastard, then you hurry up, a hillbilly who has no money to pay rent, don't die with me if you want to die, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, get out! ”

With that, he turned around with a hateful face and slammed the door shut.

"I despise you, fat woman who deserves to die."

Raised his middle finger for a while of contempt, but the young man had to walk out of the alley with some helplessness, and walked towards the school, and now he can't find anyone.

"Uncle Xiao is not a fool, he should know to look for me in a familiar place, a place in the county where I can be found, and there is no second place except for the experimental junior high school."

Zhang Zhenyi, who figured it out, immediately pulled his legs and rushed to the school, but he returned to the school gate in about ten minutes, and sure enough, he saw the thin Liu Runping sitting on the stone slab at the gate, with a lot of things around him, and he didn't know how he moved here.

In fact, the two of them didn't have many things, except for a snakeskin bag to wash and change clothes, just two bedding, more but a stack of heavy textbooks, as well as a few pots and pots and hot water bottles, the young man from the countryside could carry it.

"Little uncle."

"You know all about the real ,---? We don't have a place to live now. ”

Looking at the little nephew who was sweating profusely from that direction, Liu Runping knew that the young man already knew the current situation, and his heart was suddenly depressed, in this terrible era when people had nowhere to complain, such a scene was staged almost every day, we had nowhere to escape in the years of poverty, we only had a pair of hard-working hands and a strong heart that would never give up.

"Let's not talk about this first, little uncle, you haven't eaten yet, let's find a place to eat first, let's talk about it after eating, let's go to find a house together in the afternoon, today is the first day of school, the homeroom teacher has something to do, we don't have to go to class."

The stumbling back, the hard surname, the two bodies of one big and one small slowly walked through the streets, optimistic faces, and a touch of sadness.

"I'll make you proud of me in this damn age, in the near future."

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