The two of them didn't get to know each other formally until this time. The student's name was Zheng Bozhan, and he was also a child from the countryside. However, his hometown was not far away, just around Minghai.
Zheng Bozhan's computer proficiency is very high, and he caused a lot of troubles as early as junior high school. In the eyes of some people, it is a patriotic act, but in the eyes of others, it is just causing trouble.
This man actually kept his word. Even though his birthday was two months older than Ling Cang, he still insisted on calling Ling Cang his eldest brother: "Brother, your father is a farmer. Do you still farm now that you are old?"
Once they became familiar with each other, Zheng Bozhan became less hesitant when he spoke: "Wait a minute, you should be from Daxinganling, so is your family engaged in mountain goods business?"
"My father, my MA..." Ling Cang was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "I should have a father, MAMA, right?"
"What's this word? Without dad MAMA, where did you come from?"
It's not that Ling Cang doesn't want to say it, but he really doesn't know where he comes from, let alone who his parents are.
From the time he can remember, Ling Cang has been living in a house in the mountains. Although the area is not very large and the decoration is not luxurious, it has all kinds of living facilities, so he can still live comfortably in that relatively isolated place.
Ling Cang was with a couple. Their selection was not fixed and changed every one or two years. Ling Cang could confirm from some details that each couple was a real couple.
At first, Ling Cang called them daddy and MAMA in order to feel like home. Later, because they were changed too often, he simply called them uncle and aunty.
In fact, these people are not really here to play the role of parents, but mainly to train Ling Cang. The aunt usually takes care of Ling Cang's life and will definitely be a good cook. The uncle is responsible for supervising Ling Cang's study and will definitely
Have some knowledge in various fields.
However, the "uncle" only kept track of Ling Cang's learning progress as a whole, and several other teachers were responsible for specific teaching. Like these uncles and aunts, they also changed groups every one or two years.
It seems that with so many people around, Ling Cang should live a comfortable life, but in fact he has suffered a lot. All these people have made it clear that they want to temper Ling Cang, so they are not merciless when it comes to tossing, and often put forward strict requirements.
Require.
At a young age, Ling Cang experienced many things that most of his peers have never experienced, and at the same time he also lost a lot of childhood joy. Other children were digging out bird's nests, while Ling Cang might be reading "Critique of Dialectical Reason". Other children might be reading "Critique of Dialectical Reason".
While having a snowball fight, Ling Cang may be receiving combat training.
In addition, Lingcang did not study entirely at home, but also received formal school education. The primary school was in a school in a nearby village, which was relatively close. The junior high school was in the county seat. Although the distance was not too far, it was still several kilometers away.
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Ling Cang couldn't live on campus, and there was no bus to take, so he had to walk to and from school every day. It was rain or shine all year round, which not only cultivated his perseverance, but also exercised his physical strength.
During the holidays, I often train in fighting and physical fitness in the morning, and do cultural studies in the afternoon. Fortunately, in winter, in summer, after spending a lot of energy in the morning, it is easy to feel sleepy sitting indoors in the afternoon.
After many attempts, Ling Cang finally reversed this arrangement.
But apart from these, Lingcang's life has a lot in common with ordinary children in the mountains. They both traveled through the vast forest, ran in the vast snowfields, and enjoyed the natural fun that city children had never seen before. During this growth process
, Ling Cang made many playmates, but now they are all separated.
This place in the Daxingan Mountains has a very low population density. There are only a dozen or so households scattered around Lingcang's house. They are either engaged in mountain goods business like Zheng Bozhan said, or they are fishing and hunting, or farming. There are also
The more courageous ones make a living by conducting private barter transactions with people from neighboring countries in the north.
But no matter what, it is impossible for the existence of Ling Cang's special family not to attract the attention of the people around him, but no one has ever said anything. Therefore, Ling Cang feels that these neighbors may know his life experience, or they may be related to his life experience.
The family has some kind of connection, so everyone keeps this secret from the outside world.
Growing up, Ling Cang was confused about his life experience more than once, but everyone around him kept it secret. Ling Cang noticed that sometimes when he pressed too closely, fear would flash in their eyes.
Until Lingcang graduated from junior high school, everyone in the house left, leaving only a letter and a bank card. The letter roughly said that from now on, Lingcang would live on his own, and the card would be remitted every month.
Two thousand yuan will be used as living expenses and tuition until graduation from college.
There is a sentence at the end of the letter - you are a man of the Ling family. This sentence has no connection with the context, and the font does not belong to the same person. Ling Cang does not understand what it means, and he does not know who wrote this sentence.
Perhaps it was his father who had been quietly paying attention to his growth somewhere.
After spending a summer in an empty house, making up for the little leisure time he had enjoyed in the past, Ling Cang packed his luggage and came to Minghai City.
Ling Cang once speculated that he might be the illegitimate son of a rich man. But when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he was not. Otherwise, he would have been raised in the mountains since he was a child. Why would he have to learn so many things?
After guessing for many years without guessing the correct answer, Ling Cang stopped guessing and simply thought that he was an orphan, but the orphanage that took him in was quite different.
Now that Zheng Bozhan brought up this topic, Ling Cang brought up this statement: "Actually, I am an orphan... I was raised by the people in the village who eat the food of hundreds of families."
"Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
"It's okay." After looking at the time, Ling Cang told Zheng Bozhan: "I can't talk to you anymore. I have to find a dormitory assigned by the dormitory department."
It was not difficult to allocate dormitories, and it was implemented quickly. However, when Ling Cang left to go to the dormitory, the head of the dormitory department said something very strange: "My child, I'm sorry, I could have assigned you a good room.
But now they are all full. You can only make do with it for now, and I will transfer it to you when there are vacancies."
"It's okay. I've slept in grass huts before. There's nothing I can't do with."
The head of the dormitory department nodded excitedly: "This child is really sensible."
The school has two dormitories, one for boys and one for girls. They all have standard rooms for two people to share. Except for the lack of kitchens, all other living facilities are available.
In fact, the school also has a higher-end student apartment. Six people live in a three-story townhouse. Compared with TOWNHOUSE, it only has one less yard. It not only has a kitchen, but also has a separate bedroom and bathroom for each person, and it also has a large area.
The public study room and reception room are equipped with a full set of high-end electrical appliances. However, they are provided to aristocratic students, and Ling Cang cannot afford the expensive rent.
Ling Cang was assigned 302. As soon as he opened the door and walked in, a smell of gas mixed with alcohol, cigarettes, smelly socks and all kinds of inexplicable smells hit his face, making Ling Cang almost choke.
Looking inside the room, there are changes of clothes and socks scattered on the floor, and beer bottles are rolling everywhere. There is a pile of garbage at the door, including chicken feet, bread, ham, stinky tofu and other foods that Lingcang can name.
.And all these things are covered with a thick layer of soot.
There were two beds in the room, one was clean and tidy, and it didn't look like someone had slept on it, while the other looked like a mouse's nest.
At this time, a fat man was kneeling on the ground, holding a high-powered telescope to look across. He was shirtless, with trembling fat on his upper body, and wore a pair of large flower pants on his lower body, revealing his white and fat thighs, and also stretched out
A deep butt groove.
"You are the new roommate, your name is Ling Cang, I heard..." The fat man didn't look back when he heard someone coming in, he just held the telescope and looked: "My name is Zhu Qihua, I am one year older than you, you
Just call me Brother Zhu."
"Oh, hello, Brother Zhu."
"I won't greet you anymore. You can do whatever you want. After all, this will be your home from now on."
"What are you looking at?" Ling Cang walked over curiously and immediately understood what was going on.
When the dormitory was planned, it was obviously not well thought out. As a result, the men's and women's buildings were built facing each other, but they were not far apart. It was lunch break now, and some girls came back to change clothes. Zhu Qihua was studying how girls change clothes.
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Later, Ling Cang learned that Zhu Qihua had a nickname called "Dead Pig". He said "Dead" because he liked to sleep. He slept so deathly that he would not wake up even if the fire was in his room. He said "Dead" because he was also greedy for food.
, I have developed a lot of fat, but I am also sticking out my front and back. From the side, my figure looks like an atypical "S".
Dead Pig was very lustful. As soon as he arrived at school, he raped all the beauties in the school with his eyes. He also asked a friend from a nearby art college to draw two human body diagrams of a man and a woman. He also asked a friend from a medical college to draw diagrams of the human body for all concerned.
The sexual parts are all labeled in English, so I can study there by myself as I have nothing to do.
After memorizing this for a year, although Dead Pig's academic performance was very poor, he mastered many anatomical terms that even English teachers did not understand.
After a while, the girl opposite probably noticed something and closed the curtains. The dead pig finally put down the telescope and let out a long sigh of disappointment: "The person who invented the curtains should be taken out and shot for ten minutes!"
Ling Cang smiled slightly: "Is it really that beautiful?"
"It doesn't look good... I'm only in my second year of high school, and my breasts are sagging, and my butt is not upright enough. But whether it looks good or not, it's better than not looking at all. What fun can we have as men in this life?"
"Actually, many things are fun."
"But the fun in this matter is the greatest. A truly successful man should maximize this fun."
Ling Cang couldn't refute anything, so he just said: "Maybe..."
"It's not a possibility, but a certainty." The dead pig's eyes were quite poisonous. After looking up and down, he saw that Ling Cang was not a child from the city. He grew up in the city and had seen a lot of great things.
, and one year older than Ling Cang, he immediately began to teach you earnestly: "Let me ask you a question - what is the highest state of being a man?"
"Someone really told me this..." After coughing twice, Ling Cang slowly replied: "Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations. People told me that as long as
If you can do at least one of these things, then this man has reached the highest level in life."
"What's the use of dragging those literate people?!" The dead pig snorted heavily and said with disdain: "I tell you, the highest state of being a man is to watch all the porn movies in the world and feel **!"
"What kind of porn is this?"
"What?" Dead Pig's eyes widened, looking at Ling Cang like a Martian: "You don't even know this?"
"have no idea……"
"Hey, after all, he is a child from the mountains and has never seen the world..." The dead pig was really tireless. He immediately took out his notebook, turned on the player, and played a section for Ling Cang: "Watch it for yourself!"
After the dead pig finished explaining, he shuffled to the bathroom. When he came out, he found Ling Cang taking pictures of the screen. He hurriedly ran over to protect him, and at the same time blamed him heartbrokenly: "Brother, how did you ruin me?
This stuff cost more than 7,000 yuan!"
"No, there seems to be something wrong with your graphics card. I want to see if it can be fixed."
"Is there something wrong with the graphics card?"
"Yes, as long as this film is shown, the clothes of the people in it will not be shown."
The dead pig almost spit a mouthful of blood into Ling Cang's face: "You really don't understand anything... Forget it, forget it, let me teach you!"
Next, Dead Pig talked endlessly to Ling Cang, from the development history of a certain industry in an island country in the east, to the respective characteristics of YI Hondou and Tokyo Fever, to the personal characteristics of Ai Iijima, Sora Aoi and others.
and life experiences, until terminology such as creampie, ejaculation, and rape, and finally to professional terms such as infantry films, cavalry films, etc. The entire content can almost be written into a book.
Ling Cang studied seriously, and Dead Pig taught seriously. Time passed by minute by second, and it soon reached three o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as the dead pig touched its belly, it felt like it was grunting: "Oh, I haven't eaten yet... I said, I have taught you so much knowledge today, so you can treat me to a meal as a reward!"
"Okay." Ling Cang stood up while suppressing a smile: "Let's go to a restaurant outside to eat. You can choose the place. Just don't make it too expensive."
How could Ling Cang be as ignorant as he appeared? Although he had not had much contact with the outside world in the mountains for so many years, he could still keep up with the times thanks to the great Internet.
Speaking of which, Ling Cang only dressed up sharply, and was not out of touch with the society in any other aspect. Many of his understandings were probably deeper than those of people living in the society.
When people stay online for a long time, they inevitably come into contact with information that some people don’t want to exist, but that is widely needed by more people. In fact, it was under the wonderful performance of Teacher Mu Tenglan that Ling Cang completed the necessary physiological tasks.