In the afternoon, none of them went to class, after all, they were full of cigarettes and alcohol, and they had to be kicked out by the teacher when they went to the classroom. On the way home, Yang Luo saw a message sent by Song Linxue to himself, asking why he and Su Xiaotong didn't come to class.

Yang Luo casually panicked, saying that Su Xiaotong was not feeling well, and he sent her home, and asked Song Linxue to help ask Zhang Yujun for a leave.

"Song Linxue! Look above. The grumpy history teacher knocked the blackboard loudly, and didn't give him face because of Song Linxue's good grades.

Song Linxue, who was still sending a message to Yang Luo, hurriedly threw her mobile phone into the drawer, picked up the pen, and listened intently to the history teacher's lecture.

"Why have I been so easily distracted lately, I'm obviously in my third year of high school......" Song Linxue tapped her head with a pen, very remorseful, and forced herself to enter the state of study.

Yang Luo didn't dare to go home now, after all, his parents might be at home, if he found himself skipping school, he wouldn't break his leg, and after separating from Su Xiaotong, Yang Luo walked to Xianglong Internet Cafe.

Xie Zhe must be there, he is almost going to become an NPC who only refreshes in the Internet café, and he has been soaking in the Internet café day and night for the past two days since the beginning of school, and he doesn't even bother to go home.

Yang Luo was really a little afraid that he would die suddenly, so he brought Xie Zhe a fried powder at the door.

Xie Zhe's game screen is still on, that is, the person is already asleep and snoring.

Yang Luo turned on the machine next to him and played QQ Farm, this game became popular all over the country after it landed in China in 2009, and even Yang Luo's father and mother set an alarm clock to get up in the morning to grab vegetables, which can already be described as crazy.

It hasn't been so popular in the past two years, but many high-level people are still reluctant to open up the land that they bought with their money, and still stick to this game, Yang Luo is just a little bored and revisits the classics.

Half an hour later, Xie Zhe woke up in a daze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the fried noodles on Yang Luo's table, and he didn't say much, so he grabbed it and started eating.

"You're starving, and there's no one to rob you." Yang Luo looked at Xie Zhe, who was eating with a mouth full of oil, and couldn't cry or laugh.

Xie Zhe didn't speak, and only after sweeping away the fried noodles did he pant and said, "You still know to come and see me, I haven't eaten for a day, and I'm really going to starve to death." ”

"I don't know how to go out and buy without eating for a day?"

"I don't have any money, and I don't want to move." Xie Zhe also spoke eloquently.

"You're such a big idiot." Yang Luo realized that his friend was a little difficult to use.

"What's the matter with you coming to your father?" Xie Zhe didn't recognize people after eating, no big or small.

Yang Luo pinched his neck: "Stupid, isn't it natural for your father and me to look for you?" Don't come to the Internet café tomorrow, let's go and do the big ticket. ”

"Damn, you're going to rob a bank?"

"Grab the bank, just follow me tomorrow." Yang Luo didn't talk nonsense, and after exchanging a few words with Xie Zhe, he walked to the school gate.

I walked to the door, thought about it, and went to buy a cup of bubble tea.

Then I mingled in a group of parents delivering meals and waited for school to get out.

"Yo, who are you waiting for, little brother?" A bald uncle who was a little chubby took the initiative to greet Yang Luo.

Yang Luo was also bored, and took his words: "Wait for my girlfriend." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for my son." The uncle's face was full of pride.

"Uncle, can you ask who your son is?" Yang Luo felt that the uncle was a little familiar.

The uncle smiled and said proudly: "My son is Yue Changshan, you must know him." ”

Yang Luo thought about it and matched that face to the name. Yue Changshan is the legendary science genius of their grade, and the reason why Yang Luo is so impressed by his face is because he likes to run to the floors of Yang Luo's liberal arts classes. It wasn't until later that Yue Changshan confessed to Song Linxue on the day of the college entrance examination and was rejected.

Yue Changshan, who lost his face, never came to school again, and even the notice from Huaqing University was picked up by his father when he came to the school.

Of course, these are all things from the past life, and it is unknown whether the butterfly effect of Yang Luo's rebirth will change some of the trajectories.

Yang Luo casually complimented the uncle a few words, and said something like Yue Changshan was simply his idol.

The uncle was also very proud, feeling that he was chatting with Yang Luo very happily, and took out a business card from his pocket: "Little brother, you haven't learned to drive yet." ”

Yang Luo shook his head, he would definitely be able to open it now, but he didn't have time to get the certificate, and the age was not yet reached.

"I opened a driving school, if you want to learn to drive during the holidays, come to me, I only charge you the cost price, and ensure that you get the license in two months."

It turns out that the uncle is a driving school, so I will try it out when the time comes, and strive to get the certificate as soon as possible.

Yang Luo put away his uncle's business card, he was ready to buy a car as soon as possible, he was used to driving in his previous life, and now he is a little uncomfortable not driving. Money is not a problem, although I don't want to help myself become the richest man or something through the memories of my previous life, but it is still okay to remember a few sports games to make a little money.

The school bell rang, and the students who had been hungry for a long time rushed out of the school building.

The parents at the door also boiled and surged forward.

The uncle waved his hand to Yang Luo and disappeared into the crowd.

Yang Luo waited for ten minutes before he saw Song Linxue coming in a hurry.

Song Linxue was also surprised when she saw Yang Luo: "Yang Luo, aren't you going home?" ”

"Can't I come to pick you up, give it to you, drink milk tea, less pearls, more taro balls."

Song Linxue was not polite, she took the milk tea, her heart was sweeter than the milk tea in her mouth, and she didn't expect Yang Luo to remember her taste.

[+1 Opinion].

Alas, it seems that the warm man is still popular, it's really bitter.

"Are you going to study at night today?" Yang Luo asked as he walked. Because there were girls who had accidents in the evening self-study in the past, the current evening self-study is a voluntary principle, and Yang Luo in his previous life would not go to the evening self-study unless he had to take an exam.

"Well, I don't want to go." Song Linxue yawned a little tired, and she didn't adapt to the fast pace of the third year of high school.

This is exactly what Yang Luo meant: "Then don't go, by the way, accompany me to do something this weekend." ”

"What's the matter?" Song Linxue was invited by Yang Luo for the first time.

"Accompany me to see the car, I'm not good at aesthetics?" Yang Luo made no secret of it.

"Looking at the car?"

Song Linxue felt that buying a car was still very far away from their students, at least after work.

"yes, I'll buy it later." Yang Luo said easily.

Song Linxue looked at her suspiciously, and she could see from the teasing of Yang Luo's eyebrows that he was joking.

"I'll pick you up from school by then." Yang Luo smiled.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the faces of the two, Song Linxue suddenly had a sense of strangeness to the person in front of her, he was a strange and familiar Yang Luo, just like his feelings for him, unpredictable.

……

"I'm back, wife." Song Wei put down his bag, and he collapsed directly on the sofa after a tired day.

Dong Huiyi walked out of the room and sat next to Song Wei with a sad expression.

"What's the matter, are you still thinking about Xiaoxue?" Song Wei put his arm around his wife's shoulders.

Dong Huiyi sighed deeply, and there was an obvious sour taste in her words: "The main thing is that that kid is too unreliable." ”

Song Wei smiled: "Who told you to go to see Xiaoxue's diary yourself, you have to quarrel after reading it, I said you are really." ”

"Didn't I see that accidentally? Besides, it's wrong for me to care about my daughter? ”

"Okay, then let's not interfere in other people's children's affairs. I think they are still measured. Song Wei pinched his chin and pretended to analyze.

"And I think Yang Luo's kid is not bad, we both know each other, what's wrong."

Dong Huiyi was unmoved: "You helped that kid to be a lobbyist, right?" ”

"Okay, okay, let's go cook, and the snow will come back later." Song Wei saw that she was resolute, worried about the escalation of the conflict, and hurriedly changed the topic.