"Okay, just wait for me, I'll come and pick you up." Jiang Fei replied with a "laughing".
Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment: "Pick me up?"
"Hey, you'll find out later. Ask Lao Cheng if he wants to join us?" Jiang Fatty mentioned another best friend, Cheng Qili.
Lou Cheng gave him a look of disdain: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask questions. I'll take him out and beat him up!"
After saying that, he clicked on Cheng Qili's QQ, whose nickname is "I Love High Mathematics": "Old Cheng, are you there? I'm back!"
After waiting for a few minutes and seeing no response, Lou Cheng simply dialed Cheng Qili's mobile phone number. He had registered it out of town. He didn't know if he had changed his number when he returned home.
After the divine-commedia ringtone, a familiar but much hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone:
"orange?"
"Old Cheng, what's wrong? Does it sound uncomfortable?" Lou Cheng asked with concern.
Cheng Qili laughed and said, "It's nothing serious. A relative came to my home today and told me that I was in college and an adult. I could drink. They drank me several drinks. I was so drunk that I felt dizzy and slept all afternoon.
It’s not your call. I don’t know when I’ll wake up yet. Hey, Chengzi, your voice doesn’t seem right. Your nasal sound is a bit heavy. Do you have a cold?”
"Yes, but it's getting better soon. I'm back to Xiushan and plan to meet Fatty Jiang out for barbecue. Are you free?" Lou Cheng asked directly in front of Cheng Qili without being polite.
Cheng Qili sighed: "I can't get out. I'm having a gathering of relatives at home and I'm really busy during the New Year. Can I wait for you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"
"Okay, let's talk about it then." Lou Cheng hung up the phone, replied to Yan Zheke's message, quickly packed his luggage, put the unwashed clothes into two basins, and placed the laptop on the
On the desk in my room.
The sky was gloomy at this time, and there were signs of night falling before six o'clock. The lights in the room created a warm and bright environment. Lou Cheng looked around, feeling slightly unfamiliar with the place where he had slept for nearly ten years.
On the left is a 1.5-meter-wide bed, which has been replaced with a brand-new four-piece set. My mother must have made it according to the days, saving herself a lot of time. On the right is a bookcase and a wardrobe, the former is full of them.
Various martial arts magazines, novels and comics, as well as body training secrets such as "Shushan Twelve Duanjin" and "Tai Chi Zhuang Gong" that I bought when I was innocent, fantasizing about self-taught and a generation of masters shocking the campus. Unfortunately, these things are not fake.
, but with no one to guide and no time to persevere, it ultimately had no effect.
Between the bed and the bookcase is a desk, which is equipped with desk lamps, wall calendars, pen holders and piggy change jars. The drawers on both sides are locked with photos and classmate records from elementary school, junior high school and high school. I once regretted that there were too many classes in high school and I didn’t have all of them.
Yan Zheke's figure cannot be preserved in the class group photo. It doesn't matter now. We must pursue higher as a human being!
Just after finishing cleaning up and resolving the slight unfamiliarity, Jiang Fei sent a message on Q: "Chengzi, come down, I'm at the gate of your community."
"Okay." Lou Cheng took his wallet, thought for a while, and took out seven or eight pieces of ten thousand yuan hidden deep in the drawer, and rushed out of the door happily to the gate of the community.
He looked left and right, looking for Fatty Jiang, but there was no familiar guy on the road where the cold wind was howling.
Beep! Beep! The car horn sounded suddenly. Lou Cheng subconsciously looked over and saw a white Ford sedan parked at the entrance of the community with its window rolled down.
"Orange!" Jiang Fei's rich and slightly contented voice came from inside the car.
Lou Cheng chuckled, walked over, opened the passenger door and said, "Okay, I know how to drive!"
Only then did he recognize that it was Fatty Jiang's father's car. It wasn't expensive but wasn't cheap either. Just like their family's financial situation, it was more than enough than above.
Jiang Fei was wearing a dark blue down jacket, with his chest open, revealing the black turtleneck sweater underneath. His round face was fatter than when we last met at the end of August. He had a three-chin chin and his belly was bulging, as if he had been pregnant for five years.
Six months later, he said with a smile: "Although I didn't find a girlfriend this semester, I took the driver's license test, and our school can use it as a credit toward an elective course."
"Tsk, you shouldn't be judged by your appearance. I thought you were going to stay in the dormitory and play games for a whole semester." Lou Cheng sat down, closed the car door, and fastened his seat belt. Compared with the cold and biting outside, it was like...
Heaven.
Jiang Fei put down the handbrake, pushed the gear lever, and said with joy: "Being able to drive is now a basic skill. Taking the exam after college will take up more time. You can take the exam when you have time."
"If you have time..." Lou Cheng thought of his daily exercise.
He took his mobile phone and sent Yan Zheke a snickering emoticon: "I'm going out. Let's go eat Lao Liu's BBQ with our classmate Jiang Pang!"
Yan Zheke replied "I will kill you with my eyes": "You are getting more and more courageous. You dare to provoke me. Do you dare or forget about the great kindness you promised?"
"I was wrong, Coach Yan, look at me and admit my mistake!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile on his face.
Jiang Fei glanced at him, looked forward, and smiled while driving: "Chengzi, who are you talking to, smiling so obscenely, girlfriend? You never mentioned it before!"
"We're still a little short of it, we're still working hard." Lou Cheng didn't hide anything.
Jiang Fei clicked his tongue and said, "That's right. I didn't expect you to actively pursue someone. You are indeed a slut. Maybe you are the first among us to be single. Is that girl a classmate of Song University?"
"Yeah." Lou Cheng nodded and replied.
Not only a classmate of Song University, but also a classmate of high school...
"Hey, Songda really has a balance between men and women, unlike us. By the way, Chengzi, did you know that Yan Zheke was admitted to your Songda University?" Jiang Fei said suddenly.
Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment: "I know, I've seen it before."
Not just seen, but seen every day...
Jiang Fei looked ahead, turned the steering wheel and said, "I despise you. You've seen it all before and you don't even mention it to me."
At this point, without waiting for Lou Cheng to answer, he suddenly sighed: "Do you still remember when the military training in the first grade of high school started? Many boys were spreading rumors that there was a super beauty in class three, who was more beautiful than a celebrity. We just wanted to see it.
I glanced at him and made a special detour to go to the toilet in Class 3. After that, I often discussed it privately. Every time I did martial arts exercises between classes, I thought about lining up in the queue close to Class 3. From time to time, I would go to the door of Class 3 and pretend to pass by..."
"I really didn't think about pursuing anything at the time. I always thought it would be fun to watch. Hey, this is probably the best memory I have of girls in middle and high school. Youth!"
Lou Cheng also felt a sense of emotion when he heard it, so green and pure.
"At that time, many people pretended to be passing by and often bumped into guys they knew. The boys in Class 3 were blatantly making fun of them," he recalled.
At the same time, he kept pressing the keys with both hands and sent a message to the person involved, Yan Zheke: "While reminiscing about high school with Jiang Fatty, do you still remember that people often passed by and peeked at you in the first semester of high school?"
Jiang Fei sighed, shook his head and said with a smile: "Thinking about it now, it's still quite stupid. I don't know if Yan Zheke noticed it at the beginning and what he thought of us?"
Hey, Yan Zheke gave Lou Cheng a messy expression in the wind: "Remember... I feel like a giant panda in the zoo. Being visited one after another, I have to lie down and pretend to sleep. Hehe, don't you also?
Ever passed by?"
"I think she can't remember passersby like us." Lou Cheng shattered Jiang Fat's fantasy with a factual description, and then replied to Yan Zheke with a smile: "Yeah, I pretended to pass by several times!
It's a pity that I was just a passerby at that time, so you probably don't remember it."
This is another ambiguous statement.
Yan Zheke raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, but didn't say much.
At this time, he had arrived at Lao Liu's BBQ, which was not too far away. Jiang Fei parked the car a little hesitantly. After working for a while and sweating profusely, he finally finished it. He turned off the engine and locked the car while facing the building:
"Yes, how could she remember us passers-by A and Song Bingyi? Not only are they more beautiful than celebrities, but they are also super good at studies. It is said that they also have pretty good personalities. The suitors might be able to seduce both of us with just a drop of their saliva.
I'm overwhelmed, but someone like her must have very high standards. There has never been any scandal. She should be the type who concentrates on her studies. Hey, why did you say she applied for your Song University? Wouldn't it be better to go to the imperial capital and Huahai?"
Lou Cheng thought carefully before replying: "Maybe it's family reasons."
"Haha, don't make random guesses. It's definitely not reliable. Wait until I ask Du Liyu. Song Li and Yan Zheke have a very good relationship." Jiang Fei laughed.
These days, no one believes the truth... Lou Cheng looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling a little inexplicably sour.
While talking, the two of them walked into Lao Liu's BBQ. The shop had just opened and only served dinner and night markets.
"Twenty skewers of pork belly, twenty skewers of beef, twenty skewers of pork ribs, twenty skewers of palm treasure, twenty skewers of mutton, twenty skewers of chicken tips, ten skewers of chicken wings, ten skewers of kidneys, ten skewers of potatoes, and ten skewers of four seasons
Beans, a portion of leeks, a grilled fish, and four grilled eggplants." Lou Cheng opened his mouth to order without looking at the menu.
Xiushan belongs to the mainland, and barbecue restaurants generally do not serve seafood.
Jiang Fei was shocked: "So many? Don't look at those with big bellies and small ones!"
When I came here in the past, two people could only get one-third of the amount - even if the weight of each string in Xiushan is significantly different from that in the north, so many are still scary.
"Maybe I'll get some later. I'm practicing martial arts, so I can eat it right now." Lou Cheng said with a smile.
Jiang Fei was doubtful and looked up and down at Qi Loucheng under the light of the store: "Practice martial arts? Speaking of which, Chengzi, you seem to have matured a little."
"I'm so classy now." Lou Cheng replied in a joking tone, "What are you drinking?"
"Of course beer. Let's have a few drinks and find someone to drive later." Jiang Fei turned to the service girl next to him and considered how much to order.
Lou Cheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I gave up drinking in order to practice martial arts, and I still have a cold. Just give me a bottle of mineral water."
It is foreseeable that I will say such words again and again, but since I have chosen the path of martial arts, I must stick to it and not be lazy or afraid of socializing.
Jiang Fei looked at him doubtfully: "Really?"
Lou Cheng nodded calmly: "Can I still lie to you?"
He expressed his firm will in his tone.
"Okay then... I don't have anyone to drink with me and I have to drive. Forget it, I want herbal tea." Jiang Fei rubbed his hands and didn't force it, "By the way, Chengzi, since you are practicing martial arts, do you know anyone in the area?"
A martial arts school or a gym?”
"No, what's wrong?" Lou Cheng asked doubtfully.
Jiang Fei showed a wry smile: "I'm getting fat again. I want to exercise to lose weight so that I don't have to go round again after the New Year. At least I have to be stable. But as the New Year is approaching, martial arts schools and gyms are closed for rest. I can't find it anywhere.
Less than."
Lou Cheng smiled: "This kind of thing relies on consciousness and persistence. Well, if you really want to lose weight, just follow me and exercise every morning. I insist on practicing martial arts every day."
Jiang Fei took a breath: "You can't tell, Cheng Zi, you practice martial arts so hard! Are you going crazy?"
The service girl came back, took herbal tea and mineral water, opened them respectively, and filled their glasses.
"Can you quote poetry..." Lou Cheng glanced at him, "Do you want to exercise or not?"
Jiang Fei pondered for a moment: "Okay, let's try it. What time is it in the morning?"
He picked up the cup and took a sip of herbal tea.
"You can be late. I'll run to your house and call you at 6:10 in the morning." Lou Cheng thought about his answer.
Poof! Jiang Fei spurted out the herbal tea in his mouth. Lou Cheng had quick eyesight and raised his arms to block it, almost getting sprayed all over his head and face.
"Six-ten in the morning? Six-ten in the morning in the middle of winter?" Jiang Fei wiped his mouth.
Lou Cheng glanced at him with contempt: "This is the time to test your will to lose weight. If you agree and don't get up, I will smash your windows. Hehe, I have wanted to do this for a long time. My slingshot is unbearably thirsty."
!”
"Let's try it for two days first." Jiang Fei agreed hesitantly.