The students at Beijing Marxist Training Institute come from all over the world, and most of them are elites selected by various countries to train successors. Because it is an adult college, the school management is relatively loose, and there are no mandatory requirements for course electives or homework papers.
There are strict regulations. In this relaxed environment, all students have their own free space. They can relax in the college or travel to places around Beijing.
Generally speaking, the purpose of running a college is not to enable students to master a lot of knowledge, but to gain better access to China’s extensive and profound culture and increase their intimacy with China through studying and living in Beijing. Based on this consideration, Ma
The courses at the college are relatively casual. You can adjust the compulsory and elective courses at any time as long as you like. It only provides an opportunity for further study. As for whether to take it or not, that is the student's own business.
Zhang Hengu had no plans to travel. He just wanted to take a look at the place where he used to live, find Tongtong's tomb, and scan it. Of course, the most important thing was to find Big Eye Feng and his construction team - he couldn't find them.
When it comes to Big Eye Feng, how do you deal with that nigger?
When Zhang Hengu took the first class, he was called a Nanyang monkey by the black man. Zhang Hengu responded by calling him a nigger in class, but he felt aggrieved all the time. Although the Dai Gang and China are not the same country,
The ancestors of the Dai people are all pure Han people, and they have the same yellow skin and dark eyes as the Chinese. Why are they called monkeys by these black people? The Dai people may not have a seat in the United Nations, but the Dai people cannot live without the respect they deserve.
Find Big-Eyed Feng and let the gang of migrant workers who are looking for work beat the nigger into a photo! Zhang Hengu thought. A good man will not suffer the immediate loss, but the nigger actually has several bodyguards. It seems that if he wants to beat the shit out of him, he must
Big-eyed Feng is unable to take action.
He was about to meet his brother who had been in trouble with him, and Zhang Hengu had mixed feelings. The scene when he was working in Beijing flashed before his eyes like he was acting in a movie. Unfortunately, he now has no money or power, otherwise he could be so prosperous
Guangdi boasted in front of Big Eye Feng and the others.
Zhang Hengu found the construction site where they had been working for many years and found that it had long been turned into a wide road. Where was the engineering team? He asked some nearby residents and merchants for a long time, but no one knew who Big Eye Feng was.
, and no one cares where the engineering team that specializes in digging large trenches has gone. Zhang Hengu thought for a long time, and figured it out. City people simply looked down on migrant workers, and of course no one cared about the man wearing a big hat.
The contractor of the spectacles is here. If you want to find Big Eye Feng, you should ask someone who works part-time. It’s best to ask Big Eye Feng’s fellow Henan fellow.
Hard work paid off. Zhang Hengu finally found a fellow Henan fellow at a construction site and asked: "Brother, do you know Big Eye Feng?"
"Big-eyed Feng? I don't know him. I've seen a few big-eyed mice. If you want, I can tell you where to go." The fellow from Henan replied matter-of-factly.
Zhang Hengu was completely disappointed. Finding an ordinary person in the vast sea of people, especially finding an ordinary person in a big city like Beijing, is simply more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
From morning to noon, Zhang Hengu was thirsty and hungry, and he couldn't walk.
During his time at Nanjiawa Primary School, he has slowly adapted to the living habits of an educated person. After going to work every day, he first makes a cup of tea, then attends classes, and reads the news through newspapers or the Internet when there is no class. Now this
My living habits suddenly changed, and I felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.
It's time to find a place to have something to eat. Zhang Hengu thought, raised his head and looked around to see if there was a suitable restaurant. He found that there was something familiar here. Then he turned his head and saw a ramen stall opposite. This is not
Have you ever encountered that place where you can count 10,000 yuan? Zhang Hengu felt a lot of emotion when he revisited the old place. The stall is still the same stall, but the proprietress is no longer the loud-voiced proprietress. In just over half a year, Beijing has not changed much.
It's a big deal, but people have changed a lot.
Zhang Hengu found a table and sat down, and shouted to the landlady: "Madam, please have a bowl of noodles."
The landlady responded and soon brought a bowl of steaming noodles in front of him and said, "Eat slowly and ask if you need anything."
Zhang Hengu looked at the woman in front of him. She had a plump figure, pretty features, and fair skin. She was somewhat pretty. However, from any angle, she seemed to be no better than the landlady who knew how to have sex.
Zhang Hengu stopped her and asked, "How long has your restaurant been open?"
"It's not that long, it's been more than ten years," the landlady lied with a smile.
Zhang Hengu smiled, exposed her background, and said: "I was eating here half a year ago, how come I haven't seen you? The landlady at that time was completely different from you. Could it be that the boss here didn't change, but just changed
Boss lady?"
"Oh, you are really right." The boss's wife said seriously, "These days, everything can be changed quickly, and the boss's wife is no exception."
She didn't answer Zhang Hengu's words directly, which made Zhang Hengu want to go up and kick her. She said: "I don't care if you change the boss lady or not. If you call someone like you who has been doing this for more than half a year, I want to inquire."
One thing.”
"Why don't you just ask about something? It's hard to tell." The landlady said, turning around and shouting into the room, "Old Sun, come out."
A middle-aged man who looked like a thin monkey ran out of the house, his hands still covered with flour, and asked: "What's the matter? I'm busy making noodles inside."
Zhang Hengu recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the boss of this place half a year ago. Zhang Hengu assumed a very familiar attitude and said, "Old Sun, congratulations, we have another boss."
As he said this, Boss Sun glanced at the landlady secretly, but did not dare to answer Zhang Hengu. He thought to himself, if you hit someone rather than slap someone in the face, how can two hundred and five people pick up these old sesame seeds and rotten millet to make a fuss?
Zhang Hengu asked: "Boss Sun, have you had a migrant worker wearing big glasses come to dinner recently? Just like this, he is not too fat, he is about the same height as me, and he has super big glasses on his big face...
"
When Boss Sun saw Zhang Hengu making gestures and spitting all over his mouth, he immediately said, "Are you talking about that big-eyed Feng? He's tall, thin, and has big glasses."
Zhang Hengu heard that he had a clue and said, "Yes, yes, do you know where he is now?"
"I don't know." Boss Sun said. Zhang Hengu was beaten up like a balloon that had been fully inflated. I don't know where he went and he was so enthusiastic. He was just kidding me!
"But I know there is an old man who often hangs around here. He may know." Boss Sun continued.
Old man?
Zhang Hengu immediately thought of the old man who predicted that he would advance to eight levels in a row, and quickly asked: "What kind of old man?"
"Fat, sixty or seventy years old, half-blind..."
"Yes, yes - you won't say you don't know where he went again, will you?"
"How is that possible? I definitely wouldn't know if I didn't tell you." Boss Sun said.
Zhang Hengu is driving Boss Sun crazy. He speaks quickly and farts quickly. He hesitates and has no energy at all. "Then where is he now?"
"I won't tell you..."
Yep, Zhang Hengu wanted to go up and slap Boss Sun twice in the face. He was so lively and ended up saying this. Isn’t this just asking for a slap?
"Hey, isn't this behind you?" A voice sounded in Zhang Hengu's ears.
Zhang Hengu looked back and saw a fat old man looking at him with a smile.
"I've known for a long time that you would come back to me one day. How about it? How big an official have you become now?"
"What the hell?" Zhang Hengu recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was the fortune teller who had told him six months ago, and all the old and new hatreds surged into his heart. He really wanted to go over and slap him.
Zhang Hengu has been a little angry recently. After coming to this snack bar for a while, he wanted to slap two people in the mouth. Unfortunately, he didn't get a cut from either of them.
"Farts are human energy, so there's no reason not to let them go. If you want to let them go, let them go. We'll talk after you let them go. I'll go somewhere else first." Zhuan Shiwan said slowly, but he immediately turned around and started to leave.
"Hey, don't bother." Zhang Hengu grabbed the old man. He was just trying to find Big-Eyed Feng from this old man. If he let the old man go, where would Zhang Hengu find Big-Eyed Feng?
The calculation of ten thousand was just for show. Even if Zhang Hengu didn't stop him, he would find an excuse to stop. Now that he saw Zhang Hengu was serious about it, he said, "I told you that you are destined to Beijing. It is indeed the case. This
You've come back in less than a year. However, the bloody disaster on your body is still not over. You pay me two dollars to treat me to a meal, and I will help you get rid of this bloody disaster."
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