Old Zhu sighed deeply in his heart, he never expected that I, Old Zhu, who was sixty-two years old, would actually take out indecent photos. I really regretted it.
However, the kid in front of me is too much of a bastard. It seems that I have to ask my uncle to arrange for him to enter school. Otherwise, if those photos are exposed, I will have no shame in living in this world!
He nodded with a heavy expression, "Okay, I promise you, I will get you into Nanfeng Middle School."
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Also, my name is Ximen Lang. I am going to be a freshman in high school, and I don't have money to pay for various fees. Let your uncle explain it to the principal."
Although he was in the third grade of junior high school in country M, he didn't want to waste any more time and felt that he should put some pressure on himself, so he transferred directly to the first grade of senior high school.
Old Man Zhu said helplessly: "I know everything. But when the matter is settled, you have to hand over all the photos to me?"
Ximen Lang nodded, "No problem, deal is done. I guess tomorrow will be enough time for you to operate. I will enter Nanfeng Middle School the day after tomorrow."
Old Man Zhu said: "Okay, I will definitely take care of this for you. You can just come directly to school at 7:30 the day after tomorrow."
Ximenlang smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go back first." He hummed a tune and walked out of the room, came to the front, took out five hundred yuan and threw it on the bar, saying: "Boss Boss
, give you the money I should pay."
The landlady took it over with a smile on her face, thinking that it would be more profitable to do this, and said excitedly: "Brother, come to me next time if this happens, we work well together."
Ximenlang smiled and said: "Okay, you are busy, I will go back first."
"Walk slowly."
Ximen Lang had just left here, and old man Zhu came out wearing only big trousers. Lao Gao was still standing there, and he pulled the woman he had just fucked and said, "Hurry in with me and come on."
But the woman stretched out her hand and said, "Pay first, one hundred yuan."
Old Man Zhu said angrily: "Didn't my brother give you money? Why do you still want it?"
The woman said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, that was the round just now. Who told you to stop halfway? If you want to play again, you have to pay again."
Old Man Zhu wanted not to play, but he was really uncomfortable with it. Moreover, he had tasted the sweetness just now and had some taste. He had no choice but to bend down and take out a hundred yuan from his socks, handed it to her, and said, "This will do the job."
Bar."
The woman took the money with a smile and handed it to the proprietress behind the bar. She took the old man's arm and said affectionately: "Come on, honey, let's continue playing. You were so fierce just now and it made me feel so comfortable..."
Old Man Zhu was so provoked by her words that he hurriedly dragged her into the back room and began another journey of ecstasy...
Time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day agreed by Ximen Lang and Old Man Zhu.
When he woke up in the morning, Ximen Lang ate two fried dough sticks and drank a bowl of soy milk at a roadside stall, then rode his broken bicycle to Nanfeng Middle School.
Today, he is still wearing a torn camouflage uniform and old-fashioned yellow rubber shoes. He has not dressed up for the first day of school. It is because he doesn't have much money in his pocket and he doesn't dare to spend it casually.
When he came out of Yunshang Village, he brought fifteen hundred yuan with him. He spent three hundred yuan on food and accommodation in Heshuo for the past few days, and one hundred yuan on buying bicycles and cameras. That day he drank with Old Man Zhu, bought Viagra and went to
He spent more than 800 yuan on the hair salon, and now he only has 250 yuan left in his pocket, which is all his belongings.
The school door has been opened, and many fashionably dressed students are walking inside in an endless stream. Some are laughing and cursing as they walk, looking like they are young and frivolous.
Ximenlang stopped the bicycle, turned over, held the handlebars and looked at the tall and grand gate of Nanfeng Middle School and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Two months ago, he was in New York, country M, and took a luxurious Bugatti Veyron to Haiwen Middle School.
I was studying, covered in famous brands, and hooked up with the colonel Hua Qilisha at the school gate. Looking at myself now, I look like I am in poverty. I am really as unlucky as I want to be. Damn it, fate has its way with people!
The slight roar of a motorcycle sounded from behind, and the students entering the school fled to both sides like mice seeing a cat. A silver-white BMW Z4 sports car rushed over like an elf. Although there were many people at the school gate, there was no trace of it.
There was no sign of slowing down and he kept running wildly.
Ximen Lang was sighing at the gate of the school. In the blink of an eye, the sports car had already driven behind him. He felt the strong and cool wind blowing towards him. He was startled and hurriedly abandoned the car and rushed forward.
The silver-white BMW ran close to his back, but the poor bicycle was ridden by the wheels, making a crunching sound like a broken bone. The sports car did not stop at all and drove into the school quickly.
Ximen Lang, who broke out in a cold sweat, took a long breath and slowed down his heartbeat. When he turned around and saw his car, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded!
I saw that the car was completely deformed, like a woman who had been raped in turn by more than a dozen gangsters and then mutilated and wiped out all traces of the car. It was simply too horrible to watch.
A group of students looked at him and laughed happily, pointing with their right hands at this migrant worker-like guy and the bicycle that matched his identity.
"Look at that silly person, he looks like a 250-year-old."
"Haha, look at that car, holy shit, it looks so domineering, like a piece of shit."
"You deserve it. He dared to block Princess Yuan's way when she came. He asked for it..."
If Ximenlang's past temper was followed, he would have caught up with the sports car and smashed it to pieces. However, after experiencing a major ordeal, his mind has obviously matured a lot. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said to himself: You Y
Just wait for me. I'll write down this account first, and we'll settle it later.
Ignoring the disdainful looks of those students, he bent down and picked up the unridable bicycle, came to the front of the guard room, leaned the bicycle against the wall, opened the door and walked in.
"Uncle Zhu, I'm here."
Old Man Zhu saw him coming in and said hurriedly: "Come in and sit down. I've spent a lot of effort on your admission, and finally I've got it done for you. You're admitted as an extremely poor student, and there's no charge for borrowing books or anything else."
, you just have to pay for your own food and accommodation."
"Thank you, sir." Ximen Lang thought to himself, this old guy is really worthy of his surname, he is just a stupid pig, I just used a little trick, and he took the bait and settled the matter for me.
Old man Zhu said: "What, you can go to the fourth floor of the teaching building and go directly to the principal. My uncle has already called him and said that you are a relative of ours and asked him to take care of you. By the way,
Is it time for you to give me the photo now?"
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Of course, I am not a villain who can't keep his word." He opened his military satchel that only existed in the last century and bought it for five yuan at a garage sale, and took out
He handed over the more than ten photos inside and said jokingly: "Uncle Zhu, I didn't expect you to be quite photogenic. Look at your eyes like an old pervert, your slutty beard, your hairstyle like Liu Laogen, and
The beautiful woman in the back is simply an older version of James Bond..."
Old Man Zhu snatched the photos away with his hands and hurriedly put them into his pocket. His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he stammered: "Okay, don't talk about those useless things...you...you go in and study quickly?"
Ximen Lang patted him on the shoulder and said with a little regret: "Uncle, what are you afraid of? Doesn't this just show that your sword is not old? I guess if these photos are put on the Internet, they will definitely become more popular than Brother Sharp."
, he must be called the peerless old gun god by netizens..."
Old Man Zhu was so angry that he almost fainted, and said tremblingly: "Okay, my little ancestor, please stop talking, just let me beg you, okay?"
Ximenlang smiled happily and said, "Okay, stop talking, I'll go to school quickly."
Pushing open the door of the guard room, Ximen Lang picked up the almost scrapped bicycle and walked into the school amidst everyone's surprised looks and pointing.
The soft sunshine in the morning shines on the lonely figure of the young man. A new page in his life is about to open. No one knows whether it will be heaven or hell ahead!