Chen Nuo soon discovered that being known as "the hero who picks up the dean's daughter" had a side effect, that is, it was difficult to sleep in class.
On the first day of school, Chen Nuo was called on three times in math class, Chinese class and history class.
It's the target of public criticism.
During the break, a boy sitting in the front row couldn't help but turn around and complain: "Brother, it doesn't matter if you are the school belle, you will kill me too."
Chen Nuo glanced at him and realized that he was the brother who was watching "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" in class - he could be considered a good man.
The name is, um, Luo Qing.
It can be regarded as a fire at the city gate that affects the fish in the pond.
Chen Nuo became the focus of teachers in various subjects. During class, the teacher's eyes always drifted here. Luo Qing, who was sitting in front of Chen Nuo, was also included in the focus area.
Luo Qing was a little helpless.
One morning, I only flipped through seven or eight pages of the second volume of "Looking for Qin" I just borrowed.
Speaking of the era around 2000, students like Luo Qing in school actually entered a very embarrassing stage.
The older generation Jin Guliang Wen either passed away or stopped writing. In the ten years since Huang Yi's novel came out, I have finished reading all that I should read. After reading the classics... I feel really boring in class.
What a waste of books!
I really don’t know what to do...those things about "Gu Long Ju" and "Jin Yong's Name" are so stinky that you can't read them even if you pinch your nose.
Chen Nuo actually sympathized with Luo Qing.
Just wait a little longer, kid, wait a few more years, and Rosen’s story of grace will spread, and then wait a little longer, and those people from Blood Red Dance will also make their debut.
I got a little interested and chatted with Luo Qing casually for a few words. I felt that this guy was not a common person. After reading a lot of Jin Guliang Wenhuang's books, Chen Nuo was no stranger to him... He was imprisoned by himself for eight years in his previous life.
, he never did anything boring.
"According to me, the best thing about Mr. Jin Yong is the white horse whistling in the west wind. The sentence 'those are very good, but I just don't like them' makes people read..."
Luo Qing's eyes shone, and he patted his thigh: "Yes! Hey, Chen Nuo, can't you tell, you are also in this way!
The two of them scolded Chen Jialuo and Hu Fei for being scumbags and heartless people, and remembered Xiao Feng, a Khitan man, for a while. Luo Qing almost regarded Chen Nuo as his only confidant.
Then we made an appointment to go to the computer room to play StarCraft together after school.
But it was time for school to end. After Chen Nuo walked out of the school gate and strolled around the roadside, he couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it, where is my bicycle?!"
The car was gone, but the chain lock was still there, lying naked on the same spot.
Luo Qing on the side was a little sympathetic, but also a little gloating. Naturally, he couldn't go to the computer room, and Chen Nuo had to buy a car, otherwise he would have to run to school tomorrow morning.
After saying goodbye to Luo Qing, Chen Nuo walked east along the street for two blocks, found a Giant store, and bought a brand new mountain bike.
He rode his bike back to the school gate. He parked the bike slightly away from the school gate and locked it. Chen Nuo turned around and went to the canteen next to the school gate. He bought a bottle of soda and drank it with a straw in his mouth.
Suck.
I drank from a bottle of soda for twenty minutes and just wandered around the school gate without leaving.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
There was a shout from behind.
When Chen Nuo turned around, he saw the guard in the school's concierge holding his arms and looking at him suspiciously behind his back.
"Why are you wandering around here if you don't go home after school?"
The old guard must have been touching Chen Nuo for a long time.
"Uncle, I'm waiting for someone."
Chen Nuo smiled and leaned over: "What's your surname, sir?"
"Surname Qin."
Ho ho?
Chen Nuo was in awe, took out his cigarette case and handed over a cigarette.
"Boy, don't wander around, you don't want to steal something." The concierge, Uncle Qin, put the cigarette to his nose and sniffed: "Don't wander around!"
"No, look at me wearing a school uniform. I'm also a student of No. 8 Middle School."
"That's impossible to say." Uncle Qin shook his head: "Last year, two boys in school uniforms walked in after school and stole money from the cafeteria."
Chen Nuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out his student ID card and gave it a look. The old man waved his hand and wandered into the concierge. After a while, he came out again and took a look, still squinting his eyes.
Chen Nuo, who was waiting for something, handed over a small bench.
"What are you waiting for? Waiting for the female students to get out of school? You are not good at learning!" The old man sneered and threw the stool on the ground: "Sit here, you are out of the wind."
Chen Nuo was amused: "Why do you think I'm waiting for a female student?"
"Young man, if you don't wait for a girl, you can still wait for an egg."
Yes, your last name is indeed correct!
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When it was getting dark, a young man walking along the street walked over along the wall. He was skinny and skinny, carrying an old schoolbag on his back, his eyes wandering around as he walked along the street.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at a brand new Giant mountain bike locked next to a telephone pole on the roadside.
This guy came over, looked around the telephone pole, and then left.
After a while, the man appeared again from the other direction of the street, this time there were two people.
He was followed by someone who was older and taller. The two of them walked deliberately one behind the other, with a gap of three to five meters between them.
The tall man walked to the roadside and stood not far from the school gate. He stopped to smoke and puffed away while looking around. Then his hand hanging by his trouser pocket quietly made an imperceptible gesture.
The thin man swaggered towards Giant, rummaged around in his old schoolbag for a while, took out a thin iron bar, and started to poke at the car lock...
Soon the car was unlocked, and the thin man pushed the cart onto the road, got on the car, and the tall man threw his cigarette butt and sat on the back seat. The two of them ran away in a flash.
Chen Nuo smiled until he saw this, then stood up from the bench, turned around and said to the room: "Uncle Qin, let's go."
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Tangzi Street was once famous in Jinling City - it was famous for its second-hand goods trading market.
The street is not very wide, with old residential areas on both sides. The facades along the street are dotted with dozens of shops selling second-hand goods.
A small number of them sell old home appliances, but most of them buy and sell second-hand bicycles, electric vehicles, and motorcycles.
In fact, this is where many old Jinling people know: the black car exchange is located.
Around 2000, when the economy was not that developed, there were so many second-hand cars. A large number of them were stolen black cars and were sold here.
An old Jinling person has a saying: If you lose your bicycle at home, go for a walk on Tangzi Street and you might be able to find it in a second-hand car dealer.
But what can you do if you find it? If you can do this kind of business of selling stolen goods here, who is not a half-black master? Ordinary people cannot afford to offend or carry them, so they can only hold their noses and endure it.
Three to five hundred yuan is not worth fighting with this kind of person.
The two tall and thin people rode their bikes to Tangzi Street, and walked around a corner into an old community. They stopped at the entrance of a courtyard on the first floor and pushed their bikes in.
A man with a bald head and a sinewy face came out and glanced up: "New goods?"
The tall man chuckled: "It's completely brand new. Smell it, the engine oil smell hasn't gone away yet."
"Where did you find it?" The bald head glared.
"Don't worry, it's far away, coming from Jiangning." The thin man parked the car, and the two of them approached the bald head.
The bald man bent over to look at the car, squeezed the brakes, and nodded with satisfaction.
The bald man opened his pocket and counted a few bills from it. The tall and thin two tried to argue over the price, but the bald man glared at them fiercely and shut up.
At this moment, suddenly there were three snapping sounds outside the courtyard door.
The three of them turned around and saw a young man standing outside the iron gate of the yard.
Wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a schoolbag hanging on one shoulder.
There was a shy smile on his face that was unique to a young man of this age.
He patted the iron gate with one hand and looked at the three people in the yard.
The bald man glared: "What are you filming! What are you doing?"
Chen Nuo smiled shyly: "Boss, I want to ask something."
"What are you asking about? Go and ask elsewhere!" The bald head instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but the young man opposite looked really harmless, so he subconsciously showed a ferocious attitude.
Chen Nuo swept his eyes across the yard.
It was packed with many bicycles parked, and there were two motorcycles in the corner.
Chen Nuo saw at a glance that the old bicycle he had lost was thrown in the corner, and the rear wheel had been removed.
Sighed softly.
Chen Nuo's hand shook, and a chain lock fell from his sleeve. He held it in his hand, and the chain lock dropped to his knees.
Chen Nuo slowly walked into the iron door, hooked his heels, and the iron door slowly closed.
The bald man was a little annoyed and shouted: "Young man, are you looking for trouble?"
Chen Nuo squinted his eyes: "Boss, I just want to ask... where is your safe?"
Snap, the iron door behind him closed.
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[How about some monthly tickets and recommended tickets?]