Heaven goes to the right, you go that way. There is no speed in heaven, but I believe that as long as I have you, the passion will be eternal.
---"To my beloved Paul Walker"
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Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Because there were not many people shopping in the Hankou Market yet. There were three people sitting at a stall selling used books, an old man and two young students.
The old man looked at the Oxford Dictionary in his hand with relish, and the two young people seemed to be chatting. One of the short-haired boys suddenly said excitedly to the bald boy: "By the way, Master, I recently did a set of mock test questions for CET-4 English
, I actually got more than 70 points, and I know a lot of knowledge points."
Zhang Xiaoxian looked at Jin Junxiu who was smiling brightly and said, "Don't get carried away. If you don't learn English for a day, you will deteriorate."
Jin Junxiu immediately put away the smile on his face and promised: "It's master, by the way, master, why are you so free and not going to school today?"
When Jin Junxiu asked, even the old man next to him turned his head curiously and looked at the two of them.
"I was suspended from school." There was no fluctuation in Zhang Xiaoxian's calm voice.
"Oh, suspension of school...what?" Jin Junxiu suddenly raised his head in shock and looked at Zhang Xiaoxian. His face was in disbelief, as if he had seen money falling from the sky.
Then Tengdi suddenly jumped up and asked: "Why?"
Zhang Xiaoxian watched Jin Junxiu answer word by word: "Hit someone."
Zhang Xiaoxian wanted to know how this student who had always respected him would react.
Jin Junxiu shook his head quickly and said firmly: "I don't believe it! I don't believe you, master, are beating people. How can it be possible with your indifferent attitude towards everything?"
"It's true." Zhang Xiaoxian said seriously.
Jin Junxiu was stunned. He had never thought that people like Zhang Xiaoxian would fight. In his opinion, Zhang Xiaoxian was the kind of person who had no desires and no demands. If no one paid attention to him, he would be able to live without food for a day or even ten days as long as he was given a book.
The person who speaks. But once he gets serious, his whole body erupts with a strong aura, and he is completely different from his previous image.
When he thought of Zhang Xiaoxian staring like a hot-blooded young man, waving his fists and screaming, hitting people, Jin Junxiu felt that a cold air spread from his spine to his brain. It was so weird, and the feeling of penetration was like being possessed by a ghost.
Possessed.
Jin Junxiu pursed his lips and said, "Master, don't lie to me. How is it possible?"
Zhang Xiaoxian felt very happy when she heard Jin Junxiu's answer. It feels very good to have someone trust you unconditionally.
"I accidentally threw him to the ground." Zhang Xiaoxian narrated lightly. Zhang Xiaoxian did not tell them that he was framed. He felt it was unnecessary and would only increase the trouble.
There are many injustices in this society. It makes people feel very angry. Those so-called laws are only used to restrain the people at the bottom of society. If you want to be a person who measures society by your own standards, you can only become one.
People are better than people. Become one of those who stand at the top of the pyramid, and the only way to get there is to 'learn'.
Zhang Xiaoxian regards solving this matter as a simple learning journey. He knows that his current situation is very embarrassing. No one in the school believes in him, so there is no need for him to bother explaining. The only thing he has to do now is
It means finding a breakthrough and needing an opportunity to present the truth to everyone.
Of course, the reason why Zhang Xiaoxian wants to clarify the facts mostly comes from the attitude of Zhang Xiaoxian's mother. Zhang Xiaoxian knows how much Zhang Xiaoxian's mother hopes that he will succeed and how much she hopes that Zhang Xiaoxian can have a good future. For this hope of his mother, in order not to let his mother
Sad, so he had to find a way to return to school.
Although Zhang Xiaoxian didn't mind facing other people's false accusations and other people's criticism, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Jin Junxiu really thought that Zhang Xiaoxian was careless, so he comforted him by saying, "Master, relax and don't take it too seriously."
The old man selling the book was very happy. He said with a smile: "Silly boy, do you think your master has taken this matter to heart?"
Jin Junxiu looked at the happy old man and Zhang Xiaoxian who was so absorbed in picking out books that he didn't even listen to what he said. There was a moment of embarrassment on his face and he laughed stupidly twice.
It was getting dark. Two teenagers in a two-story building were playing game consoles in front of the TV. They looked at the two little people on the TV, punching each other.
Gionee and Che Zaiyou quickly pressed the up, down, left and right buttons on the game controller, and the two villains were playing at the same time.
Chanye looked at the two of them with some boredom. He looked up at the electronic watch on his wrist. He jumped off the bed, stretched out and said, "You guys take your time and play, I'm going to the square to dance hip-hop."
After saying that, he rubbed his neck with his hands and muttered: "It would be great if I could dance hip-hop every day instead of going to school."
Che Zaiyou frowned and was suddenly startled. Jin Li was delighted. He saw the little green man using a big move to kick the little blue man to the ground, and two large English letters appeared on the video screen.
Cha Zaiyou swung the handle irritably and stood up angrily. Jin Li stared at the angry Cha Zaiyou and said quickly: "That's not it, I just won once and you are like this!"
Cha Zaiyou glanced at Jinli and said, "I'm so stingy."
"Then who are you?" Jin Li asked doubtfully.
Cha Zaiyu has been thinking about Zhang Xiaoxian's affairs these days. He feels that everything is going too smoothly. He doesn't think Zhang Xiaoxian is a person who can be tricked so easily. The more he thinks about it these days, the more he feels that something is wrong. Just now Chanye
One sentence made him suddenly understand. Zhang Xiaoxian probably didn't want to come to school a long time ago, so he just gave him a step up. He was trying to trick someone but was tricked instead. This realization made Cha Zaiyou feel that he was extremely useless.
Cha Zaiyou felt like a clown dancing behind the scenes, which seriously damaged Cha Zaiyou's self-esteem. Cha Zaiyou frowned and kicked the table next to him.
Fruits, snacks and snacks were scattered all over the floor. Che Zaiyou looked at the stains on the ground with a vague expression...
The night swallows up the light, and the neon lights are even more tempting at night, and there are crowds of people among the high-rise buildings. At this time, the beginning of night is also the beginning of the night life of urban white-collar workers and children of rich families. Everyone is released in the embrace of the night.
With their own repression, they vent their dissatisfaction with society.
The girls, with their delicate faces, wandered around the building to their heart's content, using their desire to buy to satisfy their lonely hearts; the boys preferred to go to a bar, order a glass of whiskey and have a pair of melancholy eyes.
, sit at the bar and tell your story.
In short, everyone likes to release their hormones in the dark night.
A group of teenagers who love hip-hop gathered in Yuntian Square. Their ages ranged from twelve to twenty-five. They put their favorite music tapes on a large video player, and then danced hard to the dynamic rhythm.
own dance steps.
When Chanyeol came to the square, what he saw was not the usual scene. Teenagers wearing hip-hop vests formed a circle. The music could be seen through the crowd, and a figure was swaying to the music in the middle of the venue.
Chanye squeezed into the crowd and saw a boy in his twenties, doing a strange hip-hop dance to the music. The movement was more called aerobics than hip-hop, and his lips were opening and closing incessantly.
Chanye was extremely confused. When did such a famous figure appear in this square? But the onlookers were even more outrageous. I don’t know who started to beat the beat rhythmically with their hands. But when Chanye turned around, he found everyone
They all clapped their hands and uttered strings of gibbering words.
After listening hard for a long time, Chanye finally understood that what they were talking about was English grammar. Chanye blinked and thought this thing was quite strange. So he unconsciously clapped his hands and repeated the grammar points with them.
.
It's not that Chanyeol has the ability to remember what he's heard, but they only know four or five grammar points, and they follow the general trend very easily.
When it came to the music, I saw several teenagers doing somersaults in the middle of the venue, and the man standing in the middle would consciously make room for them to perform.
Watching it so enthusiastically, dancers with solid basic skills would step forward to perform a show. At the end of the show, Chanyeol felt itchy all over and jumped into the middle of the stage. He made a dance challenge to the man in his twenties, and finally
Near the end, I made a one-handed windmill.
Roaring applause rang out from the crowd.
Chanyeol raised his eyebrows as he looked at the man who was grinning silly and clapping along with everyone. Chanyeol could see that the man in front of him had no basic knowledge of hip-hop dance, but he liked the idea just now. It looked very funny.
Chanye put his hand on the shoulder of the man who was a whole head taller than him: "Hello! My name is Chanyeol."
The man bared his teeth and said, "Hello, my name is Jin Junxiu."
"Brother, your idea just now is quite interesting." Chanye smiled and praised.
Jin Junxiu wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Thank you, but that was my master's idea. He said it would improve my English."
Chanye smiled and continued, "Really? Then your master must be a very interesting person."
Jin Junxiu feels happier when others praise his master than when he praises himself. To him, Zhang Xiaoxian is not only a teacher who tutors him in English, but also a guide who guides him to learn many things and understand many truths.
He respects Zhang Xiaoxian because he gave him hope. Jin Junxiu is fortunate to have met his master at the turning point of his life. Without his master's guidance, he may always be a stepping stone for others.
Chanyeol looked at the flash of light in Jin Junxiu's eyes in surprise. Jin Junxiu smiled proudly: "Of course, my master is not an ordinary person. He taught me to either go all out or get out!"
"Ah?" Chanye looked at the person in front of him who was speaking erratically. He was wondering what words he said that made the other person sigh.
Chanyeol slowly painted the image of the master in Jin Junxiu's mouth in his heart. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he was a bad old man. He suddenly lost the desire to chat with Jin Junxiu. Just when he wanted to wave his hands and say goodbye, Jin Junxiu sighed: "My master."
My hip-hop dance is great! Better than anyone else in this square."
Chanye was confused, thinking that the old man can dance? It seems that the master of this stupid man should be a very young man, so the thought of meeting the master on the day he returned to normal was again aroused.
"After hearing what you said, I am even more curious about your master. How about taking me to have a look?"
Jin Junxiu looked at Chanyeol who was full of curiosity, and just wanted to nod but shook his head.
Chanyeol asked doubtfully: "Why not?"
"My master won't let me take anyone to see him casually."
In the dark night, two people were hiding in a corner.
