When Lin Yi returned to the dormitory, everyone else had already arrived. Chen Yang was closest to the door and was on the phone. He waved to him as a greeting.
This guy is a slut, you never know which female classmate he is talking to on the phone.
The most outrageous thing is that as soon as he entered the school, he found out the number of the girls' dormitory phone number and started making random harassing calls, each time leaving the font number in a responsible manner:
"Remember, I am Xiao Haocheng from Class 14, Senior High School."
The real classmate Xiao Haocheng is sitting at his desk, picking his feet and doing physics problems.
He is short and thin, wearing a blue and black vest and shorts. The lenses on his thick-framed glasses are very thick, and his eyeballs are slightly protruding and obviously very dark.
Seeing his informal appearance, Lin Yi felt that he looked more like a "code farmer in a plaid shirt" than when he was 28 years old.
Sitting on the bed reading a novel is Zhang Xiaochuan, AKA "Brother Yi".
This nickname comes from the most popular costume drama "Myth" at that time. The male protagonist played by the popular idol Xiaosheng is named "Yi Xiaochuan".
Brother Yi is usually very low-key and doesn't show much presence in the dormitory or class.
Several years after graduation, Lin Yicai accidentally learned that his old man was a high-ranking elder, and wondered why he hadn't written "My Elder Father" in the first place.
Reclining on the upper bunk bed, slightly plump and immersed in playing with his mobile phone, was Liu Pengfei.
This is a top student with a good foundation. When he entered school, he failed to get into a key class, which is considered a failure.
Just then, Lu Bowen came out of the bathroom with wet hair: "I've finished washing, who can go in next."
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The next morning, Lin stuffed a week's worth of dirty clothes into a black travel bag. Unless he had to wear them, his habit was to take them all home and wash them.
He carried his schoolbag and travel bag out of the school gate, turned left, passed an intersection, and turned to the bus stop on Puyan Road to wait for the bus.
The No. 194 bus that runs from the Jiangnan area to the west of the city may be one of Lin'an's urban legends.
This bus stopped at Hupao, a zoo, a flower garden and other scenic spots. The bus passed by Yanggong Causeway and the scenery along the way was beautiful. It should have been comfortable and relaxing, but it was extremely crowded.
Lin Yi usually chooses to sit in the opposite direction to the terminal and then turn back.
Otherwise, it’s not a matter of not having a seat, but it’s simply not being able to get on the bus.
But this time it's a little special.
Because he stayed at school yesterday, today was Saturday, and he avoided the peak bus spots, so there were fewer people, which saved him the time of riding in the opposite direction.
After he got in the car, he glanced around and saw that there was no strange aunt with a pressure cooker at her feet.
Safety.
The vehicle drove across the Zhijiang Bridge according to the scheduled route and passed through the entire West Lake Scenic Area. Lin Yi looked at the familiar scenery outside the window in boredom.
After dozens of minutes, Lin Yi got out of the car feeling dizzy, his feet were a little numb when he stood, he chopped a few times, and then walked home.
The Lin family lives in an old state-owned enterprise family home. All the families in the home are workers in the same factory, and of course Lin Yi's parents are too.
He climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor, took out the key and opened the door, shouting first:
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"
Lin Yi was not too excited. After all, there was no separation between yin and yang in twelve years, and even this family had almost no changes.
It's just that his parents looked obviously younger, which made him sigh for a moment, and then he immediately found a familiar feeling.
Lin's father, named Lin Guoqing, was sitting on the sofa watching TV. There was a pot of tea on the table in front of him. He just glanced up and nodded to indicate that he understood.
Mother Yu Xiujuan poked her head out of the kitchen, looked at her son, and said, "Have you had breakfast? Is it hot? Let's cut a watermelon."
It sounded like a question, but in fact she had already taken action directly.
She took out half a watermelon wrapped in plastic wrap from the refrigerator, went to the kitchen, cut it into eight pieces, put it on a plate and brought it to the table.
The temperature in Lin'an was already relatively high in June. Lin Yi was slightly sweaty. He grabbed the newspaper on the shoe cabinet by the door and fanned himself while complaining:
"No, I'm starving."
Lin Yi had already gone back to the room to throw down his schoolbag, and then threw the travel bag containing dirty clothes next to the washing machine on the balcony. Then he came back to wash his hands, picked up a piece and took a bite.
"It's quite sweet." He praised.
"Get a piece for your dad."
"If you're hungry, you can eat some snacks, and then you can have lunch later. I'm going to make it soon." After Mom said that, she turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Today's lunch was quite early. Lin Yi rested for a while before eating, and it was only after eleven o'clock.
He ran to the corner of the living room near the balcony, where there was the only computer in the family, which he bought when he was in sixth grade.
I didn't put it in his room, of course, because I was worried that he would lose track of time while playing and affect his sleep. I put it in the living room for easy supervision.
"I play on the computer as soon as I get home." Yu Xiujuan said dissatisfiedly.
After a while, Lin Guoqing finished picking his teeth and walked up to Lin Yi with his hands behind his back. When Lin Yi heard the noise, he quickly closed the web page he was reading.
Unexpectedly, his eyes were quite sharp, and he had already seen a few words, and put his hand on Lin Yi's shoulder.
Lin turned his head and heard him say before he even opened his mouth to defend: "It's okay to watch football matches, but gambling is not allowed."
After a pause, he added: "You are an adult, and you should know some things by yourself."
Lin Guoqing is not a person who preaches at length, nor does he like to nag like Ms. Yu Xiujuan.
He felt that it was enough to just say it. His son was considered sensible and he didn't have to worry too much since he was a child. Besides, he was not too young at all.
Of course, this does not mean that Lin Guoqing is always kind-hearted. If Lin got into some big trouble when he was a child, he would not be lenient.
Lin Yi knew that this matter was difficult to explain, and it was hard to believe it, so he had to agree perfunctorily:
"I know, don't worry."
After Lin Guoqing walked away, Lin Yi continued to tinker with the previous webpage. In order to avoid risks, he found more than one channel to diversify his bets.
He had already considered the entire plan yesterday. He had a few thousand yuan in principal in online banking, which was the unused New Year's money he had saved before. Now he has all his wealth.
What needs to be focused on are the upset games, such as South Africa's victory over France in the group stage. He can still remember the score, so the odds will be higher.
He will play the rest of the games sporadically, such as tonight's match between Argentina and Nigeria. Although he doesn't remember the score, he is sure that Argentina won the first game, and the small profit is considered a small supplement.
Later, he will find a few unimportant games and deliberately make wrong bets. This will make his accuracy less exaggerated, and the small amount should not be too eye-catching.
After some operations, Lin Yi sat on a chair and stretched. Only then did he realize that Yu Xiujuan was already on the balcony nearby, taking out the clothes in her bag and preparing to wash them by hand.
He pressed his chair and fell backwards, and said outside: "Mom, why did you buy that washing machine? Just put it in."
Yu Xiujuan replied angrily: "The waste water from the washing machine is still not clean."