Ningbo University is located on Xuefu Road, Wenhua District, Xijing. One-third of the undergraduate colleges in the provincial capital are gathered here. You can imagine how lively this university road is. Five people in dormitory 301, led by the boss Yang Chen, chatted and laughed.
Go out of the main entrance of Ningda Street, cross the overpass, and enter a restaurant called "Northeast Guild Hall".
The Northeastern cuisine here is famous throughout Xijing.
Yang Chen didn't know about this, but Jiang Zhiwen, who was born and raised here, knew it well. The food was famous and the price was naturally high. Jiang Zhiwen took a quick step forward and took Yang Chen's arm, reminding him in a low voice.
"It's okay, I'm here." Yang Chen smiled, patted Jiang Zhiwen's shoulder, and spoke and smiled without showing off. Not only was it not offensive, but it also revealed a charm that made people couldn't help but lower their posture to make friends.
Jiang Zhiwen couldn't help but put away his sense of superiority as a local.
It's not purely about money.
Jiang Zhiwen couldn't explain the other reasons, but he felt that the boss was not simple.
All the private rooms in the restaurant have been booked, and the five people in 301 had to squeeze into the corner of the hall on the first floor by the window. After Jiang Yao sat down, he looked around at the gorgeously decorated hall and the tables of exquisite dishes that the guests were devouring. He looked unnatural, if
Aa system, I'm afraid this meal will cost him three to five days' worth of food.
The waiter brought the menu and everyone took turns ordering. Jiang Yao saw that the cheap cold dishes were all priced at twenty or thirty yuan, let alone the hot dishes. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still surprised and ordered whatever he wanted.
While the dishes were hot, I secretly calculated how much money I would lose from today's dinner.
I'm afraid it will cost me a week's living expenses.
For poor students who try to reduce their monthly living expenses to less than 300 yuan, it is really a luxury.
Yang Chen, who took the last order, ordered four dishes at once, eight dishes for five people, one soup, one staple food, beer drinks, and a pot of Tieguanyin worth dozens of dollars. Jiang Yao complained that he had been tricked by this boss today.
Unfortunately, he couldn't imitate other people's careless jokes and gossips, so he always remained silent.
"Holy shit, there's a beauty in a luxury car!" Han Lei, who had been looking around at beauties, found that he was pointing out the floor-to-ceiling window with excitement like a new world. Outside, a Mercedes-Benz SUV had just entered the parking space, and a man and a woman got out of the car one after another.
Immediately win a very high return rate.
"Mercedes-Benz GLK300 is not expensive. It costs more than half a million yuan. It is not a luxury car. You guys are so shocked. Where can you put the face of your brothers?" Jiang Zhiwen teased Han Lei. The two guys only met for one afternoon.
The couple has become a living treasure for teasing and amusing each other, but Jiang Zhiwen does not deny the beauty of the girl, and the yin and yang are both beautiful and delicious.
Zhou Huiqiang said thoughtfully: "This couple looks like they are from our school. I saw this car on campus when I signed up."
"Well, yes, I saw it too."
Jiang Yao finally spoke, and any silence seemed too unsocial. At this moment, the only silent person among the five people present was Yang Chen, because the couple who parked the car outside and walked into the restaurant was Li Nan and Zhu Rui.
Enemies meet on a narrow road?
Yang Chen lowered his head to taste Tieguanyin, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Li Nan and Zhu Rui walked into the restaurant hand in hand and were guided by the waiter to a seat not far from Yang Chen and the others. They were about to take a seat when Li Nan accidentally glanced and his expression suddenly stiffened. Zhu Rui followed Li Nan's gaze and saw
Yang Chen watched them while sipping tea.
Young Master Zhu's heart suddenly became tense. Ever since he bumped into Yang Chen, his nerves had become so sensitive that he was on the verge of collapse.
"Let's change places." Li Nan whispered. Zhu Rui was eager to change places, so he nodded and left with Li Nan.
"Eh...these two looked at the boss, why did they leave?" Han Lei said in disappointment, watching the two of them walk out of the restaurant, and then stared at the boss Yang Chen.
Jiang Zhiwen, Jiang Yao, and Zhou Huiqiang were all aware of this anomaly.
In full view of everyone, Yang Chen drank the cup of tea, smiled calmly, and slowly told the inside story that stunned Han Lei and others, "She was my first girlfriend. I went to the army to serve in the army for five years. Everything changed after I came back. She is now
Her boyfriend was the person she hated the most in middle school."
"Boss, if you can say it calmly, it means you don't take this matter seriously at all. Let's cheers to the brothers who come to 301. How we were in the past is already history. I won't say more. From now on... we will definitely survive.
It's wonderful, come on, pour some wine." Jiang Zhiwen opened the beer and poured wine for everyone.
"Drink, drink."
Zhou Huiqiang and Han Lei also changed the subject. Han Lei, who looked wretched on the surface and seemed to value sex over friends, no longer looked at Li Nan who got into the off-road vehicle. He had a brotherly spirit of sharing the same enemy, which was quite surprising.
These guys are worth getting to know.
Yang Chen looked around Jiang Zhiwen, Han Lei, and Zhou Huiqiang, nodded, raised his glass high, and said with a smile: "Okay, here's to our bright future!"
Five people in dormitory 301 clinked glasses in a lively manner.
When Yang Chen raised his head and poured wine, he really felt that he was completely relieved of all the troubles in his heart. After drinking the wine in the glass, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was relief.
The five of us had this dinner until about nine o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Yao was worried and depressed, thinking about money, and was a little taciturn. The others could talk and laugh, like old friends he hadn't seen for many years. When leaving, Yang Chen walked out of the restaurant with his four roommates with their heads held high, without paying the bill.
No one stopped him. Jiang Yao muttered secretly. He couldn't help but ask after leaving the door: "It seems we haven't paid the bill yet, right?"
Han Lei, who was slightly drunk, said: "The boss got married when he went to the bathroom."
"How much?" Jiang Yao asked subconsciously.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "Why do you mention this? You just need to eat and drink well."
Jiang Yao was startled, then smiled, showing the embarrassment of judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart.
Registration ends, followed by half-month military training.
Ning University Stadium, basketball courts, two football fields, and the large square in front of the main building are full of olive green squares. There are more than a hundred people in every three classes. The instructors came to the Xijing Armed Police Corps, and they were so heroic that the little girls were so excited.
They rushed to make secret glances.
In the stadium, Yang Chen was in the phalanx of the School of Economics and Management. Listening to the familiar slogans, he felt like he had traveled back to the recruit company. He was full of enthusiasm. Every movement he performed was quite standard and almost perfect. The young instructor looked at him more from time to time.
Eyes, more surprised than happy.
It seems that this guy is more suitable to be an instructor.
They gathered quickly, turned around, and walked in unison. The first day of military training was all about basic subjects. But something happened when they were walking in unison in rows in the afternoon. Jiang Zhiwen took a step forward, which leg he took and which arm he lifted.
, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Usually fine.
Something happened at this time... Yang Chen in the phalanx couldn't help but frown, without any smile, and laughed at his brothers and friends. He couldn't do it, just like the person at the wine table who tries to get you to drink. It's hard to say whether he is the enemy, but he must
Don't treat you as a friend.
"You go back to the team, you stay!" The instructor directly took Jiang Zhiwen out and turned on the stove. The more this happened, the more Jiang Zhiwen went wrong. In the end, he lowered his head in confusion, not daring to face the eyes of the people around him.
Many people laughed and bent over, and the instructor was red-faced with anger. If the military training tasks are completed well, there will be rewards, which will be somewhat beneficial to the transfer to non-commissioned officers this winter. With such a problem, this man is obsessed with changing his destiny by becoming a non-commissioned officer.
The instructor was so calm that he rushed up and kicked Jiang Zhiwen until he fell to the ground.
"You pig brain?!"
After the instructor kicked him, he was still angry and stabbed Jiang Zhiwen in the head and cursed.
At this time, none of the students in the phalanx could laugh anymore. They were holding their breath and concentrating. The depressing atmosphere of rabbit death and fox sadness quietly filled the air. The tutors supervising the military training and the two armed police cadres in charge of the military training were still watching from a distance without stopping at all.
I mean, in military training, it is normal to be beaten and scolded appropriately. To put it nicely, it is also training for students.
However, Yang Chen, who has worked hard for five years in the top military unit of the Republic, knows better than others the reasons why Jiang Zhiwen went wrong. This is by no means a problem that can be reversed by beating and scolding. It is a psychological disorder. The more nervous it is, the easier it is to manifest, so it should be channeled
, rather than forcing it.
Several phalanxes around him had stopped training, and countless pairs of eyes were focused on Jiang Zhiwen. A big boy under twenty years old bore such mocking gazes. It was not only torture, but also the destruction of his personality. Jiang Zhiwen bit his lip tightly, facing the scorching sun.
Below, the lonely figure trembled slightly.
Frustrated and helpless, his eyes filled with tears.
The instructor continued to yell hysterically, "What a pig. If you make a mistake again, you will do a set of push-ups in public. Today I will see how stupid you are."
"It's useless. He has a mental disorder." Yang Chen couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward.
"Who are you? Who asked you to be discharged? You are the instructor and I am the instructor? Do you want to fight against injustice? You little brat pretending to be a hero in front of me, do you have the capital?" The angry instructor asked a barrage of questions, and he was very angry.
Signs of Yang Chen.
"I have."
Yang Chen looked directly at the instructor, neither humble nor overbearing.
The young instructor was stunned for a moment, then became furious.
