After chopping more than two hundred catties of pork ribs into pieces of very inconsistent size, Fang Lin finally finished today's work, he shook his sore arm and walked into the inner room expressionlessly, picked up the worn-out plastic lunch box he picked up from the garbage heap, scooped a full box of white rice and ate it with the kimchi next to him, and he could also scoop some of the oil, water and soup of the dry pot pork ribs left over by the guests.

A dinner plus a monthly salary of two hundred yuan. This is the treatment of Fang Lin's job, and it is also the main reason why the shrewd boss is willing to let this clumsy employee stay. This price is only one-third of that of a dishwasher, but the amount of high-intensity labor is three times that of a dishwasher!

Therefore, no matter how silent, unkind, and clumsy Fang Lin usually was, as long as he didn't make any big mistakes, even the most authoritative head chef in the kitchen couldn't tell him to fuck off-------- of course, provided that there was no substitute with a lower price than him.

After eating three boxes of rice and four servings of kimchi, Fang Lin stood up silently, walked to the sanitary pool and rinsed the lunch box with water, Wan Qiang, who was in charge of taking him, deliberately bumped past him, and folded dozens of dishes into the oily foaming dishwasher, then turned up a pair of bull's eyes, and scolded and said:

"Don't you have long eyes? Get out of the way! ”

Fang Lin lightly put away his broken lunch box and couldn't help but look at him. In fact, Fang Lin was completely calm in these little things, in the past, he almost endured the ridicule, contempt, and indifference of the entire society, compared to this, this Wanqiang's deliberate provocation was not even a drizzle!

The reason for Fang Lin to take a look at it more was:

Through the neckline of Wanqiang's oil-stained white chef's uniform, a strange pale green tattoo faintly appeared! The tattoo was in the shape of a very hideous and roaring ghost head, and when Fang Lin's gaze was projected, the fierce eyes of the ghost head actually winked at him mysteriously!

Both of them were shocked at the same time! Wan Qiang's incessant foul language suddenly stopped abruptly as if it had been interrupted by a pair of scissors, and Fang Lin's young and cold and hard heart suddenly gave birth to a chill that was cold from head to toe!

However, both sides turned their backs and walked away, each busy as if nothing had happened.

After getting all this in the store, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Lin laboriously shuttled through the crowded lobby, and when he walked to the door, he had already calculated the profit that the current consumers in the store could provide to the boss, a total of six thousand seven hundred and fourteen yuan, five cents and six cents. At the first glance of his eyes, he had already counted all the consumer customers, and then through mental arithmetic and cost accounting, the following data was obtained in just two seconds. This is just Fang Linping's conditioned reflex to exercise his behavior, and when he walks on the street, he will start to memorize the license plate number he has walked by. In fact, he is forcing his thinking brain to work all the time, otherwise he can't help but think of the two pairs of eyes of his parents who committed suicide by poisoning!

---------- those two pairs of desperate, helpless, sad eyes!

After the death of his parents, Fang Lin didn't cry, his heart was just stirred by thousands of knives, flowing with warm and stinging blood-------- the wound never healed, and the blood kept flowing, he hated why he couldn't realize his parents' desire to die, and he could have done this, this snowballing self-ordering Fang Lin to kill or directly or indirectly force his parents to death The six people, but the benefits after the revenge were strong and empty, which made him really unbearable. Even a crazy thought in my heart kept shouting:

"Either destroy me, or destroy the world!"

Two rows of street lamps quietly extended forward, forming two parallel bands of light, cars drove quickly or slowly from the street, but Fang Lin, who was walking on the sidewalk, suddenly snorted and pressed his head in pain.

This is the sequelae of overuse of the brain.

He is good at reasoning, and he knows very well what his fate will be in the near future, and he will have a mental breakdown and be forcibly isolated, or he will choose a vigorous destruction.

Waves of intense nervous pain swept in, and Fang Lin felt as if a lonely boat had sunk into a roaring sea of pain, as if he would be capsized at any moment. The only thing he could do was to choke the trunk of the tree beside him, and even his nails were turned upside down, and the pain was vague, but his tired brain was still spinning wildly, and all kinds of complicated and chaotic memories involuntarily appeared in his mind, but at the moment when Fang Lin was about to collapse, a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in his mind!

A pair of fierce eyes!

That tattoo!

In an instant, the tidal wave of pain receded, and Fang Lin judged almost half a second that the existing scientific knowledge could not explain why a tattoo on the skin of a person's chest would blink automatically. The almost broken spirit was immediately diverted to the reflection of this question by his half-forced and half-voluntary part.

Until he walked back to his place of residence, Fang Lin was not able to give any logical and scientific explanation for this matter, but he felt very glad that this question about tattoos was not solved for a day, which meant that he would not have to suffer from the infinite pain for a day.

The place where Fang Lin lives is the student dormitory building of Nanchuan University, after he planned to kill people in his hometown, he hid in a place that had been prepared for a month, and after the appearance of diet pills and tooth extraction has changed considerably, he calmly boarded the train and came to this third-rate university to study, of course he didn't want to study, he just wanted to hide, and because of the sudden expansion of enrollment and chaotic management of the university, there are a large number of peers, cheap accommodation, and a lot of free time, Fang Lin really couldn't think of any safer place?

As he expected, the only thing that the Registrar's Office paid attention to was whether the student had paid the tuition fees in full. As for the rest, it is all formalism. The teacher at the reception desk for the novice obviously only paid attention to the authenticity of the banknotes, and threw them into the money detector three times in a row to verify them, but Fang Lin handed over the fake ID card according to the procedure, but he didn't even have the leisure to scan it, and even the name on his student ID card was written as Fang Ling.

He certainly wouldn't have stepped forward to correct this great mistake.

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"You're back? Third? Mao Wei, who was in the same bedroom, greeted him with a toothbrush stuffed with a mouth full of foam in the public bathroom.

The corners of Fang Lin's mouth twitched and nodded. Mao Wei was obviously also very accustomed to his surname, and after laughing, he raised his head and continued with a grunt. Although Fang Lin doesn't say much, he is very good at dealing with people, and the people who sleep with him have a good relationship with him, although some people behind his back ridicule him call him a goose, but he usually calls him the third child intimately in person.

Just like most college boys' dormitories, dirty messes are inevitable, because the school has expanded the relationship between some students, their dormitories are very insufficient, so in this small room, there are eight boys, but because Fang Lin has always loved clean, this dormitory can be regarded as clean and bright compared to other places, he pushed the door in, sat on the edge of the bed and watched people play cards for a while, then climbed up to chuang to sleep, but it appeared the most in dreams, It's still those evil and fierce ghost eyes!

After the second class, Fang Lin silently packed up his books and went out calmly, the goal he set for himself now was to be low-key and try to be as ordinary as possible, just like a drop of water that can only be dissolved into the sea before it can be successfully hidden.

He came to the strange fragrance of the shop early, at this time the busy noon has passed, the ground tables and stools have been cleaned, there is no one in the four quiet, even the two welcome ladies at the front door lazily leaned on the beige sofa in the inner room and dozed off, Fang Lin went to the kitchen, opened the freezer to take a look, but found that the purchase had not bought today's work back, so he stood in place for a while, found a whetstone to carefully sharpen the bone cleaver, and then took the initiative to sprinkle water on the four sides and sweep it clean.

Boss He came out and bumped into him and praised him a few words, but it was just a compliment, and the material reward should not be wishful thinking.

I think it's because the business is very good these days, and now the purchase hurriedly dragged two full trips to the store, the old electric three-wheeler is really overwhelmed, and it makes a dumb and unbearable crunch sound when driving, which makes people suspect that it will completely fall apart in the next second. After half a year of training, he had learned to tie a layer of cloth on the palm of the knife, and the blood blisters that had been rubbed out had already burst, and at this time, in the high-intensity work, the friction was blurred and miserable.

However, even if he started chopping non-stop as soon as the ribs arrived, the speed of outside business was getting faster and faster, and the speed of his processing could not keep up at all. Later, after the angry boss saw several groups of customers leave disappointed, he finally ran into the kitchen and came to supervise the work with a blue face.

But the reason why Fang Lin was willing to come to do this work was that he wanted to pass the time with tiring chores so that he didn't think too much about things, and secondly, it was completely out of exercising his lack of ability. I hope to live as much as possible like a normal person. Therefore, he completely ignored the loud roaring and urging of the boss who was extremely painful, and still chopped slowly and methodically, trying his best to make the ribs he chopped out smaller and more even. Seeing that his presence didn't have any effect, Boss He finally became angry and pinched the half-smoked cigarette butt! Scolded loudly:

"Lao Tzu is here, do you dare to be lazy? Hurry up! ”

Fang Lin lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard it, and he was still chopping slowly, until his eyes lit up, and he suddenly swung his knife and chopped wildly, cutting the rib between his hands into dozens of pieces, and then he nodded very satisfied. If you can carefully use a spring scale to measure the equal portions, you can find that although the size and shape of these dozen or so pork ribs are different, the weight of each of them will be strikingly similar! This is the harvest that Fang Lin has chopped ribs for half a year, and chopped for five hours every day.

He is an extremely smart person, although because of genetic defects, he lacks a grasp of such small things, but as the so-called practice makes perfect, there will always be such a flash of inspiration every day, and he will chop the ribs to the same weight with instinct-------- which is quite similar to those professional players in the NBA who occasionally have a hundred shots when shooting. It can be said that finding this sense of calm and enjoying it has become one of the few pleasures for Fang Lin, who has lost his purpose in life.

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