The night was hazy, and there was a figure, carrying a guitar, walking alone along the street.

Zhiyuan and Lin Qing parted ways.

In the end, he still didn't go with them.

He wanted to be alone, quietly.

It's not that he dislikes their poor dwellings, it's true, he can't stand the gaze of those people.

After the incident of the cold drink stand, the group of people, looking at him, looked at him like monsters.

They didn't expect that the seemingly silent teenager would be so brutal when he started to do it.

In their eyes, there is admiration, but a lot of it, fear.

In that case, why coexist?

It's good to be alone.

As for that job, go and see it first, do it if you can do it, or if you can't do it, Zhiyuan believes that he is good at hands and feet, and he will not find a job.

Besides, he didn't come here to work.

At this moment, Zhiyuan thought a lot about the words of that group of young men.

That barbarian sentence has been lingering in his ears.

This is undoubtedly very harsh for Zhiyuan!

Even the policeman who recorded a confession to Zhiyuan said that Guizhou, poor mountains and bad waters, and in the end, he realized that something was wrong, so he didn't say that sentence to Diao Min.

This is not a question of xenophobia, nor is it just a problem of that group of people, but a general self-righteous pride and prejudice.

In the general consensus, the southwest is not only poor and backward, but also a gathering place for a group of barbarians in the mountains.

In their eyes, the people there are ignorant, dirty, and affect the appearance of the city.

They have already ignored the fact that in their eyes, these ignorant people, who have gone away from their homes and separated from their families, have provided cheap labor for them, who think they are superior to others, and indirectly led to economic prosperity.

They have already ignored that they are standing in spacious and bright high-rise buildings, which are the dirty people they see as a group of people, constructed with sweat and tears.

How ironic it is to step on the blood and sweat of others, point out the country, and say that others are ignorant and dirty, to build the high wall of their own civilization.

Zhiyuan to Beijing, from Beijing West Railway Station to Beijing Railway Station, this short distance of more than ten kilometers, it is not the first time to hear this kind of words.

Zhiyuan clenched his fists, sad and indignant.

He thought of a piece of news.

In the UK, there was a young couple who were beaten by a group of young people while passing by a park because they were dressed in fancy clothes and had their hair dyed in colorful colors.

There are many so-called civilized people, in suits and leather shoes, gentlemanly manners, who are cold-eyed and indifferent on the side.

In the end, this couple was beaten to death.

After the police came, after investigation, the couple, who were clean and innocent, were just dressed differently and nothing more.

And the group of murderers, because most of them were underage, were locked up for a period of time and swaggered out.

And their parents, instead of apologizing, said that the child is still young......

In Zhiyuan's view, they were not killed by that group of people, but by the so-called mainstream consciousness, the universal secular prejudice.

Without it, just because they are not the mainstream, and it seems, they are not good people.

Subconsciously, they are aliens, aliens, and damn it!

It's scary, because the vast majority of people agree with this and don't think there's anything wrong with it.

Just as the world looks at the Southwest, it is synonymous with poverty and ignorance.

Drinking other people's blood and nourishing themselves, on the contrary, they also said that this group of people is dirty...... This is civilization.

And these so-called civilized people account for the vast majority.

They never ask about the facts, they don't mention the fundamentals, they will only follow the crowd, pushing people from the moral high ground into the abyss of no catastrophe.

This is because, unlike most of them, others are sinful and rightfully so.

"People should have self-esteem, self-love, and self-improvement!"

Zhiyuan remembered what his grandmother had said, and he couldn't change the status quo.

However, Zhiyuan believes that one day, the world will change this prejudice.

It's a painful process that has to be endured.

Only when self-esteem, self-love, self-improvement, and self-strength are strong, others will look at them differently.

Unconsciously, Zhiyuan took out a cigarette and lit it.

The smoke was filled, and his melancholy, gradually, dissipated with the wind.

At this time, Zhiyuan realized that he liked cigarettes more and more.

This is indeed a good antidote to sorrow.

At this time, Zhiyuan remembered the words of the deputy director, and their director actually wanted to see him.

Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head vigorously.

He couldn't hear that the deputy director was highly respected and praised by their director.

That's a teenage hero!

He also wanted to know such characters, however, he didn't want to go to the police station, and Zhiyuan instinctively rejected it.

"That's it, it's fate!"

Unconsciously, Zhiyuan came to the door of a hotel, not far from Beijing Railway Station.

After opening a room, Zhiyuan took a shower, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and was stunned.

He wanted to be alone, a woman as gentle as jade.

I still remember that once he walked into the piano shop, he remembered that she smiled so beautifully.

The first time he touched the guitar, she also taught him by hand.

Eight years passed in a hurry, he grew up, and she became more beautiful.

She gave him her body and gave him a watch.

She said that when you have time, you know the direction, and when you have the direction, you will not forget where the roots are.

Her words were full of concern and encouragement.

He still remembered that her hands were very light and soft, like a spring breeze.

"Sister Xiaofang, cherish!"

Zhiyuan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Night, deep and quiet.

When a ray of morning light pierced the dawn, the distant sky began to white, the lazy and wandering white clouds, gradually turned red, and then, a round of morning sun rose from the east, she was like a shy girl, her red glow, illuminated the land of Beijing.

It's dawn.

In front of a window, the wind floated, tapping the curtains and popping.

Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Glancing at his watch, it was already seven o'clock.

Pulling back the curtains, a ray of sunlight shone on his face, and it was hot.

The sun in the sky has turned from red to white, and at this moment, it is like a young woman with all kinds of charms, dazzling.

Here, it was too early to dawn and the sun was already rising.

"Sister Xiaofang, thank you!" Zhiyuan leaned his head and kissed him lightly on his luxurious watch.

What he didn't know was that this watch was not only a gift from her, but also a sustenance of her hope.

After washing up, Zhiyuan carried his luggage, carried his guitar, and walked out of the hotel.

He's a nine-o'clock car.

Originally, he wanted to buy some breakfast to eat, but immediately thinking of the scene of last night's fight, Zhiyuan dispelled his thoughts, bought a bottle of milk at random, and after drinking it, he walked into the back room.

"Wow, Brother Yuan!" As soon as he found a place to sit down, a familiar voice came.

This is a teenager, as old as Zhiyuan.

Isn't this the same boy that Zhiyuan helped him out of last night?

His name is Liu Dalin.

He looked at Zhiyuan and was very excited.

"Hmm!" Zhiyuan nodded lightly and didn't say much.

But at this moment, Lin Qing took a group of people to Zhiyuan's side.

"Ignore the buns, come one!" Lin Qing said.

"Isn't this from Tianjin?" Zhiyuan asked.

"Well, where are you not in the whole country? Fill soup dumplings, it tastes good, Brother Wu has one! Lin Qingdao said.

"Good!" Zhiyuan smiled, picked up a bun, and chewed slowly.

"Huh? OK! Zhiyuan was pleasantly surprised, and he was no longer polite, and took the bun in Lin Qing's hand.

"Haha!" Lin Qing laughed, "I like you like this, that's good, we're fellow countrymen, you're welcome!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhiyuan ate three buns in one go, and the aftertaste was endless.

He's so hungry.

At home, his amount of food is actually not much smaller than Zheng Yong.

Plus, last night, he hadn't eaten yet.

"Hey, it's good that my brother was here last night!" Lin Qing did Zhiyuan's side and sighed.

"Huh?" Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"We stayed in the black shop last night!"

Liu Dalin took over, "At the beginning, we said okay, fifteen yuan for one person, stay for one night, in the middle of the night, they suddenly knocked on the door, said to add fifteen yuan, what about the sanitation management fee, there is a basement, blocking us at the door, we have to take the money to finish the work, and go to half a day's salary, if Brother Yuan is here, they dare to be presumptuous!" ”

"You're not going to call the police?" Zhiyuan's eyes were cold.

"We brothers, I am the only one who uses my mobile phone, and as soon as I took it out, they snatched it away, and they didn't pay me back until I paid for it!" Lin Qing said.

"Let's go, I'll help you get justice! It's just too deceitful! ”

Zhiyuan stood up, but was dragged by Lin Qing.

"Brother Zhiyuan, forget it!" Lin Qing shook his head, "Here, we are not familiar with life, don't make trouble, it's not easy to come out to work, let's break the fortune and avoid disasters, this car is about to drive!" ”

"No way!" Zhiyuan said, "Otherwise, you call the police, not for money, we have to fight!" ”

"The police have gone!" Lin Qing said, "As soon as we walked out, we saw a young man, who was so heroic and martial, by the way, the deputy director who talked to you last night was by his side, respectful, so good, those people, when they saw this young man, they were all scared and trembling!" ”

"Oh?" Zhiyuan's eyes flashed, "Is that him?" ”

"Did you get your money back?" Zhiyuan asked.

"Nope!" Lin Qing smiled bitterly, "Most of us don't have ID cards, you know, Beijing is very strict, and I don't want to delay the trip, forget it!" You don't know, last night those police came over, and we were all scared......"

"That's it!" Zhiyuan nodded, "It's time to check the ticket, let's get on the bus!" ”

"Okay!" Lin Qing laughed, and walked towards the ticket gate with a group of people, big bags and small bags.

"In the future, with Brother Zhiyuan, no one will dare to bully us, haha!"

"That's it! Hey! ”

"Cut, last night you said that Brother Yuan is so long and so short! And said he was so scary! ”

"That's a casual thing! Tohoku, I'm coming! ”

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