It seems that Senior Brother Feng is about to be promoted again, and it is estimated that after this promotion, he will be even busier than in the past.

After returning from the Soul Village, life suddenly became calmer, and there were no special people or special things for a long time.

When I was a child, I always felt that this kind of life was like chewing wax as a kind of torment, but when I grew up, this kind of life became my luxury.

In fact, since I was fifteen years old, I have been subconsciously cherishing this hard-won blandness.

I finally don't have to travel between trains and buses, I can finally eat three meals a day at home instead of sleeping in the open, and I don't have to worry about anything happening to the people around me.

From mid-October of that year to New Year's Day, everything that happened around me revolved around the blandness of life, which could not be too impressive, just like everyone had to eat and sleep every day, and you couldn't remember what you ate at noon a month ago, and you couldn't remember what you had a dream at night a month ago.

During that time, Master's pneumonia was cured, and he began to smoke again, but he did not dare to smoke as hard as he had in the past.

Xian'er was fascinated by the Condor Heroes during that time, and she pulled a rope in the courtyard of her uncle's house, and sometimes slept on it, I knew that she was an imitation of the little dragon girl. Although Xian'er has a ruthless temperament, she is a fox demon who rarely eats fireworks in the world, watching her lie on the hemp rope that is less than the thickness of her little thumb, she really has a bit of a fairy temperament.

And her body weighs only about ten pounds, and sleeping on a rope is not a difficult task for her.

Usually when I was in class, Xian'er would hang out on the playground of our school, but now that she has a physical body, everyone can see him. It's just that in front of others, Xian'er usually uses illusion to disguise it, in my eyes, she has long snow-white hair and a fluffy white tail wrapped around her waist, but in the eyes of others, Xian'er's hair is pure black, and the white tail on her waist is gone.

To put it simply, in the eyes of others, Xian'er is an ordinary woman, a very beautiful ordinary woman.

Because of her attractive appearance, when she was wandering around the playground, she was also teased by a few thugs.

I don't know what happened to the little gangsters who teased her, but generally speaking, those who dare to get along with Xian'er don't end well.

There was also a period of time when Xian'er was obsessed with reading, she read all kinds of books, not taboo types, meat and vegetarian dishes, and in those days, every night, she would sneak into the major bookstores in the city, and use those bookstores as her free reading room.

There were also a few days when Xian'er became obsessed with cooking, and I have to say that in terms of cooking, she was less talented than me, and she was praised for saying that the dishes she made were unpalatable.

In short, in those ordinary days, Xian'er's various actions always made my life less boring. She is the kind of person who is easily addicted to one thing, and it is easy to be hot for three minutes, always remembering that a stubble is a stubble, and there is no longevity.

As Ma Jianguo said, Senior Brother Feng became the chief of our city police station in early November, and he became busier and busier, and during that time, he came to my school once except when I was building an electronic file, and I didn't see Senior Brother Feng again.

By the way, there is also Wong Tai Sin, since they moved to Mass Grave Mountain, they have often eaten with us, and I know more about the situation of his family.

His godson Huang Shu worked in the factory for a few months, because he was shrewd and willing to work, he was promoted to become a small squad leader on their assembly line, his salary was much higher than before, and he also paid insurance.

With Huang Tai Sin's disdainful efforts, Xiao Liu was finally able to recognize people, he first remembered Huang Tai Sin, then Huang Shu, remembered my master and me, and remembered my uncle.

Chen Daochang said that it is a miracle that Xiao Liu can remember so many things even after losing his soul.

It's just that although Xiao Liu's brain melon is a little better, the destructive power is still strong, and the new sofa that the uncle changed at the end of October was caught by it again, and then the uncle didn't bother to change it.

As for Huang Daxian himself, with the help of Chen Daochang, his transformation ability is much stronger than before, and now he can not only completely transform into the appearance of a normal person, but even the yellow hairs on his body can no longer be seen. In addition, during that time, he had been working with Daochang Chen on the Soul Hook Lock and the Soul Attracting Lamp, but I heard from Master that these two people had been studying for two or three months in a row, but nothing had been achieved.

Life goes on day by day, and these equally ordinary but not ordinary people make up almost all parts of my daily life, except for them, the only thing that makes me interested is my studies.

Because I haven't attended classes for a month and a half, I can't keep up with the teacher's teaching progress at all, and the things that the teacher talks about are as difficult for me to understand, so I can only pretend to listen to the lectures while secretly learning by myself.

At the end of December, the school organized monthly exams, and my grades in almost all subjects hovered around the passing line, but to my surprise, I was not at the bottom of the class.

There are still people with worse grades than me, how can there be such a thing?

After the monthly exam, it will soon be New Year's Day. That is, on New Year's Day, we did not have a holiday, and the school held a "unique" New Year's Day party in the Great Hall.

But the so-called "Great Hall" of our school can only accommodate a few hundred people at most, and the four levels of the school are nearly 20,000 people.

At that time, each class was equipped with a TV that could broadcast the pictures in the auditorium, and I remember when I was in high school, the principal gave us a video conference, but since then, I haven't seen this TV until New Year's Day.

The head teacher came to the classroom and first told us that we were going to watch the New Year's Day party, and then he ran to the back of the TV cabinet and plugged in the power, only to find that the TV could not be turned on when he turned on the TV.

After that, the head teacher fiddled with the TV and the socket behind the TV cabinet for a while, and finally confirmed that there was no problem with the power supply after ten minutes, and the problem was the TV.

Everyone is worried that if the TV is broken, the head teacher will take the opportunity to take up the time we watch the live broadcast to explain the test papers.

Unexpectedly, the head teacher decided to repair the TV, of course, not by himself, but by the TV logistics department, let the people in the logistics department repair it.

And the task of moving the TV to the logistics department fell on me, because only I could move the broken TV in the classroom.

I also forgot if there was an LCD TV in 02, anyway, the TV in our school is not LCD, but the kind of big and thick old TV, the screen is about 29 inches, but the weight is almost catching up with the refrigerator of my uncle's house.

When I went downstairs with the TV, I happened to meet the school security guard patrolling downstairs, and as soon as he saw me, he yelled at me at the top of his voice: "What are you doing? ”

It's like I'm stealing the TV.

I didn't want to pay attention to him, but I was worried that he would come up and find fault, so I replied sullenly: "Fix the TV." ”

After that, the security guard ignored me.

When I came to the logistics office, several teachers from the logistics department were drinking tea and chatting around a table, one of them did not look like a teacher in the school, his skin was dark and rough, he looked like a farmer, but the clothes on his body were obviously worth more than the people around him, among several people, he spoke the most, and everyone else echoed him.

In addition, this man was holding an animal that looked a bit like a weasel in his arms, but the animal had a black and white pattern on its face, and it took me a lot of effort to recognize it as a civet cat.

The topic of discussion between these people at this time also seems to be related to this civet cat.

When I put the TV on the floor, I made some noises, and they immediately stopped talking, and several pairs of eyes were looking at me at the same time.

I pointed to the TV on the ground and said, "The TV is broken, and the head teacher asked me to bring it over and fix it." ”

One of the male teachers frowned: "If the TV is broken, you can't come to logistics, how can anyone here fix it?" ”

At this time, someone patted the man holding the civet cat in his arms and said to him: "Hey, old road, I remember that you used to do electrical repair, and you helped repair it." ”

The man known as "Old Road" smiled and asked the person next to him, "Do you have a screwdriver, preferably a cross one?" ”

Soon someone opened the desk drawer, took a Phillips screwdriver from it and handed it to Lao Lu, who came up to me with a screwdriver, crouched down, first put his civet cat on the table next to him, and then fiddled with the TV.

I glanced at the civet cat, which was lying on the table, quietly looking at the old road, looking very quiet and well-behaved.

I looked at Lao Lu again, his skin was dark and red, and he looked like he was often sunburned under the sun, and there were even sunburn marks on the back of his neck, but he didn't look like a person who did heavy work, because on his palms, there were almost no calluses.

Just as I was staring at him, he suddenly raised his head and met my eyes.

Probably because he didn't think there was much kindness in my eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked me, "What's the matter, how do you look at people like this?" ”

I asked him, "You're not a teacher at school, are you?" ”

He winked at me, "How do you know?" ”

I said, "Noodle life." ”

He smiled, lowered his head, continued to fiddle with the TV, and said to me: "I am doing engineering, and your school is going to build a teacher's apartment recently, and I am contracted for the project." Alas, you said that you are a child, you don't look at people much, so why are you so fierce in your eyes when you look at people? ”

Listen to him, he is a contractor.

His skin should have been tanned on the construction site all year round, but when a foreman like him arrives at the construction site, he usually just stares at it, and rarely works by himself, so it's no wonder that the palm of his hand is so delicate.

I replied to him: "I have small eyes and look fierce." ”