3. Real people don't show their faces

The morning sun is always refreshing, and the university is full of youthful energy in the morning.

At six o'clock, the Ludong Normal School did everything, all kinds of things, full of vitality.

Some of them got up early to buy breakfast at the pancake stand, some went straight to the library to study hard, some sweated on the playground, and some just came back from a fierce battle at the hotel last night.

After all, at this age, there is no pressure from the boss, no pressure to survive, no trouble about blind dates, not to mention buying a house, buying a car, marrying Bai Fumei, and going to the top.

All people have an infinite vision for the future, believe that they have a life that is different from others, and work hard for this life!

Seem...... Only Xie Fei was the exception.

Still sleepy-eyed, he tried to avoid everyone's gaze, and chose the path to take small steps, and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

The pair of liberation shoes on his feet were particularly eye-catching, incompatible with other people in this school, and even the aunt in the cafeteria wore better clothes than him.

Yongdong Normal College, which is only a junior college affiliated with a local university, is the only university that Xie Fei can reach within his ability.

The school is almost all from well-to-do families, and there are few poor people.

After all, the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and they either study hard and get admitted to a good university, or they are not the ones who take advantage of the early break to work to subsidize the family.

Originally, Xie Fei also wanted to suspend his studies, but a slap from his grandmother knocked him over.

"Anyway, you're a college student, our family doesn't expect you to have a big career, study hard, and you must not go out to work again!"

It was precisely because of this slap that Xie Fei understood his family's good intentions, so he enrolled in school in a down-to-earth manner.

But his path is more difficult than others, just because he has a strong self-esteem, and maybe some comparison in it.

Even though he was poor, he didn't want people to see his poverty, thinking that the embarrassment of poverty would make him inferior.

But other students from poor families in the school don't think so, and they have already had a philosophy of their own since they were young.

Help the students in the dormitory fetch water, bring food, even do homework, wash underwear, gather around the students with the best economic conditions all day long, serve tea and pour water, and be courteous, just to get a little charity and make their lives better.

And Xie Fei, he doesn't rely on anyone, he is self-reliant!

That's why he is so out of place, so tired, and so desperate!

As he walked, he pulled out his trouser pocket and took out the second-hand smartphone with a broken screen like a spider web.

Click on WeChat, and after a little half a minute, until the phone is slightly hot, the interface is stuck.

Looking at the balance in the WeChat wallet, a sense of sorrow welled up in my heart.

"Hey, there is still half a month to settle the salary, how can I live."

There are only a hundred dollars left in the balance, fifty of which need to be refueled, and the other fifty to live.

Fifty yuan for half a month, "it seems that I can only pause for instant noodles......"

Xie Fei was distressed, for an economy like him, drinking porridge in the morning and adding pickles was considered luxurious.

In this way, he stumbled into the dormitory, collapsed on the bed, and unloaded his exhaustion.

"I don't have classes this morning, let's sleep more......"

The exhaustion accumulated over the days turned into a great sleepiness, swept over the eyelids, and there were no even thoughts in the mind, and they fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but a loud exclamation in the bedroom woke Xie Fei from his sleep.

He rolled over and went back to sleep.

But the roommates' voices grew louder and louder, and he couldn't be at peace.

"Hey, be quiet!"

Xie Fei was slightly annoyed, and after shouting, his voice was really much quieter.

He wanted to continue, but was drawn to what his roommates were talking about.

Basically, they discuss a motorcyclist who is in the middle of the day and is defeated by a delivery guy on the downhill road.

"Boring...... What's so strange about that. ”

For Xie Fei, this kind of thing is commonplace, and takeaway is a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden.

Cooking, English, piano...... There are all kinds of things, and almost all walks of life are involved.

Moreover, the motorcycle under their crotch is something they rely on to survive, in order not to overtime, their first-hand driving skills have long been perfected, seeing the seams, finding the way around the corner, and defeating a locomotive is as simple as drinking water.

But the roommates are discussing more and more evil, as if discussing the explosive news that the United States was bombed by India's three White House.

"It's estimated that it's a strong outsider!"

Xie Fei said angrily, his words full of disdain.

His words interrupted his roommates, and then ushered in the merciless ridicule of his roommates, mocking his ignorance.

One of the roommates, nicknamed Fat Man, sat down beside Xie Fei's bed and patted him with his fat hand, which was almost similar to Doraemon.

"Brother, I don't blame you if you don't understand, brother will popularize it for you!"

The inferiority complex made Xie Fei sensitive, and he sat up angrily, feeling that there was offense in this sentence.

"I don't understand? I don't understand and I don't need you to popularize it for me! Are you qualified?! ”

In a word, it is more or less difficult for people to get off the stage, but the fat man is a very talkative master, and he actually sticks it with a hot face.

"A few of us formed a locomotive team, called a night raid, and we specialized in running mountains. Panlongling, the worst mountain road in the local area, knows no, the fastest lap in that place is run by a few brothers, do you think I'm qualified? ”

Xie Fei paused, his roommates did have a say in running the mountain.

There are five brothers in this brother, and their families are all in business, and their living expenses are basically more than 10,000 yuan a month.

It's usually not good for games, and it's not good for beautiful women, like an otaku, and has a soft spot for locomotives.

Half a year later, plus a loan, they bought a motorcycle, usually save money to spend on modification, play for nearly a year, very professional, it is said to be famous.

"Okay, okay, count you qualified."

When the fat man heard this, he smiled happily, and the spitting stars flew up.

The motorcycle rider who lost to the takeaway brother is named Nie Yu, a super newcomer in the circle, riding a ninja 4, hard Ducati V4S on the mountain road, invincible, almost swept the province's record, and almost swept the province's record.

He also has an older brother, who is abroad and is a professional driver, and he usually mentions him a lot.

In the past few days, Nie Yu led the team to come, just to break the record of their night attack on Panlong Ridge, and several people were also like a big enemy, and they didn't know how to face it. After all, with Nie Yu's strength, a few of them were really not sure.

Who knows, this incredible genius motorcycle driver was defeated by the delivery boy.

This dismount that fell from the sky can be regarded as a face for the local motorcycle riders!

The fat man talked eloquently, his eyebrows fluttered, and he had a schadenfreude posture.

He was talking energetically when he was interrupted by a special tone on his phone.

Flipping it open, on the avatar in WeChat, a genuine protective suit from Dainese, a BMW S1000RR large-displacement locomotive comes into view, especially the dazzling lenses on the helmet, which seem to write 'unattainable' on the face.

is full of luxury and compulsion, and he is the contact person of Nie Yu's team.

Contact: 'Five days later, at one o'clock in the evening, Panlongling, see you or leave!' ’

The fat man frowned slightly, and a strong sense of oppression came to his face.

At their age, glory is more important than everything, if he is a foreigner who breaks the local record, wouldn't it be tantamount to being slapped in the face at the door of his home?

But they really don't have that level to win Nie Yu, especially the contact person who pretends to be 13 when he doesn't speak salty, which makes the fat man angry.

Fat man: 'Didn't Nie Yu lose to the takeaway brother?' And the face compared to us? ’

In terms of mentality, the fat man is a good hand, although there is a high probability that he can't win, at least he can't lag behind.

After waiting for a long time, the other side has not replied, and it is estimated that I am choked by anger.

The fat man smiled sheepishly, imagining the appearance of being mad with anger on the other side.

After a while, the message came from the other side, 'Fart! That's because Brother Nie is tired and doesn't want to run, the five of you come together, it's not enough for Brother Nie to drink! ’

Fat man: 'Yes, yes, yes, you Brother Nie is the most powerful, after five days, Panlongling, see you or leave!' ’

Contact: 'Wait, do you have a part-time delivery at your school?' ’

Fat Man: 'What are you doing?' Ordering a late-night snack? ’

Contact: 'That takeaway guy dropped a meal card, it's your school!' ’

Fatty: 'We...... School...... Depend on! There are such God-men in our school?!! ’