When Zhen Shou saw Wen Xuan and began to look at him dementedly after hearing him ask him for his mobile phone number, Zhen Shou's heart inexplicably flooded with a trace of bad feelings.

He raised his hand, patted Wen Xuan's shoulder gently, and said slowly, "Wen Xuan, you, are you okay?"

Zhen Shou's tap made Wen Xuan, who was caught in the memory, suddenly sober up.

He smiled at Zhen Shou and said, "It's okay, what can I do!" By the way, Brother Zhen, what did you just ask me for?"

"Brother Zhen, do you call me Brother Zhen?"

Looking at Zhen Shou's stunned appearance, Wen Xuan hurriedly explained: "Yes! It's too raw to call you Ban Ren or teacher, so it's better to call you Brother Zhen a little kinder! Besides, I think Brother Zhen, you are only seven or eight years older than me at most, and it is reasonable to call you Brother Zhen!"

Of course, this is not the real reason why Wenxuan called Zhen Shou and Brother Zhen, the real reason has to start from a supper three months ago.

A long time ago, Wenxuan had a buddy who had a good time, and he dropped out of school due to some family reasons. In the following years, he has been mixed in the society, and by the time Wenxuan graduated, that buddy had already become famous!

On the fourth night after Wenxuan's college entrance examination, that buddy called Wenxuan.

He first explained who he was, and then shouted as before: "Haha, you stinky mosquito, why haven't you been slapped to death by the palm of your hand!"

Listening to the familiar and unfamiliar voice on the phone, Wen Xuan smiled and said, "Have you forgotten that I am a mosquito that has already cultivated to the essence, how can I be so easily slapped to death by the palms of those ordinary people!"

"Stinky mosquito, the college entrance examination is over!"

Wen Xuan let out an "um" and said, "I finished the exam a few days earlier!"

"The graduation party is also open, right?"

"It started early, and it was already open the next night after the exam!" Wen Xuan replied.

"So, are you free tonight?"

Wen Xuan paused for a moment and asked lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to call you out for a supper!

Wen Xuan let out an "oh" and said, "I thought it was something, it turned out to be this! I had a party tonight, but since you said so, I won't go to that party, I'll go out for supper with you!"

"Aren't you afraid that they will have an opinion?"

"I'm afraid of wool!" Wen Xuan said without the slightest hesitation: "What can they say! I and them see each other from morning to night, and it is rare that they will not die in such a night." But it seems that the two of us haven't seen each other for two or three years, and no matter how big it is, we have to give way!"

"Okay, I'll look for you downstairs tonight, and I'll call you when I'm there! By the way, do your parents allow you to drink now?"

Wen Xuan smiled and said, "They definitely won't let me drink it!" But if I don't drink it, do they want me to spit it out?"

That night, Wen Xuan didn't drink a drop of wine. It's not because Wen Xuan didn't drink it after he got there, but because the guy didn't let him drink it.

When they went to the place where they had supper together, Wen Xuan's buddy asked the owner of that place for a few beers, put them next to him, and then poured the cup in front of Wen Xuan with tea, pushed it in front of Wen Xuan, and said, "You just drink this!"

Looking at the cup of tea that was pushed in front of him by that buddy, Wen Xuan asked with doubts in his heart, "Aren't you drinking?"

The guy lifted the lid of the beer bottle and said to Wen Xuan, "What kind of wine does the guy with no hair all drink!"

"Is your hair all grown? Hehe, don't forget that you're about the same age as me!"

When Wen Xuan said this, he didn't notice a strange look on his buddy's face at all.

He lowered his head, silently picked up the beer bottle, filled his glass, and brought it to his lips, tilting his head and drying the wine.

After a glass of beer, he looked at Wen Xuan and said, "At least the hair grows more than you!"

Wen Xuan smiled, looked at the buddy's bottom with a strange look, and said with some disdain: "Who knows this!"

The buddy snorted coldly, looked at Wen Xuan with contempt in his eyes, and said, "Later, when I drink too much and go to the toilet to drain a few taels of water, I will take it out and show you!

In the between men and men, as long as there is such a comparison, I believe that no one will admit defeat. Therefore, Wen Xuan retorted without the slightest hesitation, on the one hand, sarcastically how bad the other party's little brother was, and on the other hand, he trumpeted how powerful his little brother was.

But anyway, that night, Wen Xuan and that buddy reminisced, and they began to argue about whose little brother Mao Duo was big.

During that supper, they talked about a lot of interesting things about the school they used to go to school together. Wen Xuan was surprised to find that many things he had forgotten about were remembered so clearly by that buddy. From the tone and demeanor of the buddy when he told him those interesting things, Wen Xuan could clearly feel that those things were as if they had just happened last night to that buddy.

Today, nearly three months have passed since that supper, and Wen Xuan has forgotten many of the things they said in it. But there is a sentence that Wen Xuan still remembers clearly.

That passage was said by his buddy.

At that time, Wen Xuan's buddy was already drunk and his face was red, he looked at Wen Xuan with a confused look in his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Do you know, in fact, I originally wanted to call out those classmates from our junior high school tonight to celebrate for you!"

The buddy straightened up, leaned his back against the chair, closed his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said slowly: "But who knows, they all think that I will be a gangster after dropping out of school, and they dare not come, saying that there is something!"

Wen Xuan patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Maybe they really have something!"

"Who knows?" He suddenly opened his eyes, there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes, he looked at Wen Xuan with burning eyes, and said, "Aren't you also in trouble?

He raised his hand, followed the arm of Wen Xuan's hand on his shoulder, stretched out towards Wen Xuan, and put it on Wen Xuan's shoulder.

"I'm not a good student, and every time you release a report card, you have to turn it upside down to find my name, but I'm not a bad person!"

Wen Xuan's buddy poured himself another glass of beer, drank it in one gulp, and continued: "They are bullish, they have good grades, they think they are those talents who people rush to want, get out of the fucking Spring and Autumn Dream! There used to be an old saying, what is called reading high, I can't remember it for a while!"

He looked at Wen Xuan, as if he wanted to know the answer in Wen Xuan's body.

"Everything is inferior, only reading is high!"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it!" he patted Wen Xuan's shoulder vigorously and said with a wry smile: "'Everything is inferior, only reading is high!' This sentence is very good, it's really good! Recently, I have read too many novels, and I have remembered a sentence, that is, 'The ancients did not deceive me!'"

He staggered out his index finger, shook it in front of Wen Xuan, and said, "I'll just take this sentence as the truth, but you have to learn to be a fucking man!"

Wen Xuan's buddy began to get excited when he said the back.

He said: "I'm not like you, I came out at the age of 16 and worked hard for two or three years, so I can be regarded as having some achievements! Which one of the people who work below me has a higher education than me! But they dare to say that my education is lower than theirs, and I am not qualified to care about them? They don't dare! Why? Because although I have a lower education than them, my ability is better than theirs!"

He looked at Wen Xuan with a serious face and said, "Stinky mosquito, let me tell you, reading is important, but being a person is even more important. Don't look down on others just because you read more than others, thinking that you are this and others are that, but they are this!"

He first gave Wen Xuan a thumbs up, then put his thumb down, raised his little tail finger, and then put all his fingers away, and raised his middle finger with a disdainful face.

"Stinky mosquitoes, you will also go out to work one day in the future. Don't underestimate those who weigh on your head, no matter what their academic qualifications, no matter how they rose up. But as long as he sits in that position, then he must be better than you in some way, even if he is better than you in kung fu!"

He looked at Wen Xuan intently and said, "For you, I can be regarded as a senior in your work, or a pathfinder. Then I'll use my capacity to teach you some experience, if you remember it, remember it, forget it!"

After a pause, he said, "In your future work, there will be four types of people. The first type is your subordinates, or some unimportant people, or some people you look down on, and you don't have to remember their names. Later, when you're going to use them, you just say, 'Who's that, come over to me and do something for me.'" 'That's it!'

"The second type is your subordinates, or your colleagues, in short, these people are not as good as you. For this kind of person, you have to remember their name, and when you talk to them, you can call them by their first name, or you can go to their first name. ”

"The third category is your boss, or someone who is bigger than you, but not that big. This kind of person, you can't call them by their full names, you have to bring a position when you call them, the simplest is to call them brother and sister!"

"The fourth category is those who are much more capable than you, and you can't surpass them at that level. This kind of person, we call him a master!"

Wen Xuan's buddy poured himself another glass of beer, moistened his throat, and said to Wen Xuan with an arrogant face: "Today they call me by my full name, they don't even take me seriously, they look down on me, tomorrow I want them to call me brother, and finally I want them to call me Lord willingly!"

"What about me?" Wen Xuan pointed to himself and asked, "What about someone like me who only calls me by a nickname?"

The buddy laughed a few times, pulled Wen Xuan to his side with his hand, hooked his shoulder, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "You, you are my good buddy, good brother!