Chapter 7: The Man Is Gone
gave Yu Chunjiao the spare key to the house, and watched her go out of the yard, Zhang Zhiming practiced the guitar again.
He has been very interested in music since he was a child, he joined the club when he was in college, and won the first place in the campus singer competition for three consecutive years.
His original goal was to be a singer, but his father's sudden death made him have to give up his dream, and after going bankrupt, Zhang Zhiming also thought about picking up his dream again, and took action to participate in a singing audition.
But after Zhang Zhiming went to participate, he realized that the show was not up to the person who sang well, but everything looked at the financial resources, and people who didn't have the money to follow the internal rules signed up to participate and even couldn't go on stage to let you go home, Zhang Zhiming was a member of the homecoming army at that time.
Even if you pay enough money and your strength is enough, the top three have already been decided, unless you meet a noble person who belongs to you, it is absolutely impossible for you to win the championship in vain.
But that's all for later, the current music scene is not bad, it's the best era, and you don't have to participate in any bullshit drafts to have a chance to be successful.
Playing and singing until his throat is dry, Zhang Zhiming doesn't feel tired, his interest is like this, no one will feel that his hobby is very tired, and tiredness will not be there until the day when his hobby turns into a career.
At nine o'clock in the evening, I took a shower, made a phone call to my father and chatted for a while, my father's tone was always very serious, and it didn't sound like he wanted to chat with Zhang Zhiming, but he didn't hang up the phone after half an hour.
After telling his father to pay attention to rest, Zhang Zhiming took the initiative to hang up the phone and fell asleep, in the past, he was always busy until he closed his eyes at night, and his sleep was not good, and now he wants to make up for the sleep of the previous years.
This sleep was very heavy, in fact, Zhang Zhiming has not been able to fully accept the fact of his rebirth until now, all this is too dreamy, he is afraid that all this is just a long, long dream, and it will disappear when he wakes up.
Fortunately, after being woken up at six o'clock in the morning by the residual biological clock of his body that had just graduated from high school, Zhang Zhiming still saw this room.
There was a sound of 'ping pong' from the direction of the living room, Zhang Zhiming curiously went to the bedroom to check, it turned out that Yu Chunjiao had already gone to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast.
As she said, she wasn't late, but arrived a little early.
"Sister Yu, it's so early!"
Zhang Zhiming walked to the table and sat down, waiting for breakfast.
"There's nothing going on at home, so I'll come over first."
Yu Chunjiao responded, and it didn't take long for her to come over with a bowl of mixed sauce noodles and a glass of milk, wearing a wide school uniform to cover Miaoman's figure, but adding a youthful beauty, her long hair was simply tied in a ponytail, her eyebrows were swept, her pink face was lightly powdered, and her watery apricot eyes flowed, releasing hooking electricity from time to time.
At this time, she looked as if she was the same age as Zhang Zhiming, and if she didn't know Zhang Zhiming before, she would probably think that this was a high school sister.
However, Zhang Zhiming paid attention to the school uniform she was wearing from her own school, and wondered if Sister Yu was a senior sister from the same school before, although she was a little curious, but Sister Yu was not familiar with herself, so she should not ask more about other people's private affairs.
Yu Chunjiao put the noodles on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down herself: "There are not many ingredients at home, do you need me to go to the vegetable market to buy some after I go home this afternoon?" ”
Zhang Zhiming took the noodles and said while eating: "Okay, I'll give you money in a while, why didn't you make one for yourself, Sister Yu?" ”
"I've already eaten it at home."
Yu Chunjiao replied casually, yesterday's contract did not write that she would not be allowed to eat, and she did not have to worry about whether she needed to pay for food when she ate at home.
Zhang Zhiming saw her concerns, and said in a joking way: "Sister Yu, you can even do your own share in the future, save time and effort, and besides, if you don't cook food for yourself, what if the Labor Bureau says that I abuse the employees and arrest me?" ”
Yu Chunjiao was amused: "No, I won't sue you again." ”
"I can't believe it, just in case you have to make one for yourself, I'll pay for the meal."
Zhang Zhiming smiled, finished the mixed sauce noodles in a few gulps, drank milk and wiped his mouth, and then returned to his bedroom to get two hundred yuan, and now the pork in Jiangling is only eight yuan a catty, even if you want to eat a little better, two hundred yuan is enough to buy a week's food.
After locking the door, Zhang Zhiming still didn't feel good, and went into the room to put the bank card left by his father on his body and then locked the door, so he went to the living room to give the money to Yu Chunjiao, and said: "I have to go out to exercise, if you are bored alone, turn on the TV by yourself, or play with the computer." ”
"It's not good." Yu Chunjiao replied with some surprise.
Now that smartphones are not popular, a person will be very bored if he has nothing to do, Zhang Zhiming waved his hand and said: "There is nothing bad about it, as long as you don't play and forget to do things." ”
After speaking, Zhang Zhiming turned around and jogged away.
It may be that I set off a little later today than yesterday, and after running for seven or eight minutes to the Jiangling River, I only saw a few old people who were already tired and panting.
After running for a while, I saw the middle-aged man who talked to me yesterday, he was running in front of him and looking around, as if he was looking for something, Zhang Zhiming guessed that something might have fallen.
Zhang Zhiming, who didn't want to help find something, lowered his head and suddenly accelerated past him, until he ran away, he could still hear the person shouting about himself, and it seemed that he was still saying something gold and silver, maybe what brand he lost.
didn't care too much, Zhang Zhiming continued to rush forward, pretending not to hear.
It wasn't until Zhang Zhiming's figure completely disappeared in front of him that the middle-aged man stopped chasing, stood and rested for a while, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call: "Coach Chen, come to the Jiangling River tomorrow to block people with me." ”
Coach Chen couldn't help but be taken aback and asked, "Who are you blocking, Coach Liu, who are you talking to?" ”
"Fuck your sister!"
Coach Liu scolded unceremoniously and continued: "I found a bull and want to invite him to join our team. ”
Coach Chen said speechlessly: "Then you can just invite me directly, and ask me to block people, you are not ashamed, we don't want to engage in coercion." ”
Coach Liu said angrily: "You can shut up, you, as soon as people run, I can't even eat ashes, if I can catch up and ask him, he still needs to call you." ”
"So awesome?"
Coach Chen was shocked, if what Coach Wang said was true, then he was not a real cow?
Although Coach Liu is old, as a former professional athlete, it is impossible not to even eat ashes, this person must be blocked tomorrow.
Zhang Zhiming, who returned home, was a little thirsty, and shouted directly when he entered the door: "Sister Yu, pour me a glass of water." ”
Failed to get a response, Zhang Zhiming couldn't help frowning, why didn't this person say anything, she was a high-priced maid, and it was normal to pour a glass of water.
shouted loudly again, but still no one responded, Zhang Zhiming sighed in his heart: "No!" ”