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Chapter 4 The Problems That Must Be Treated

In autumn, Beijing is as hot as summer during the day, but becomes breezy at night.

When Zhao Song ran into the lecture theater sweating profusely, he just remembered the bell. He glanced at the classroom full of people, walked quickly to the back row of the classroom, and sat next to Li Yong, "Thanks, buddy." Zhao Song

Song looked happily at the few unlucky guys in the front row and said to Li Yong next to him: "What the hell is ideological and moral character? Classes start every Wednesday night in the freshman year? HTM's roll call?"

Li Yong shrugged, ignored Zhao Jiang's complaint, and asked, "What are you doing? It was time for roll call during the lathe practice in the afternoon. I changed my voice and answered for you, and the teacher didn't notice."

Li Yong, a native of Dongshan Province, is handsome and shy. In the four years of his previous life, he was the only friend among his classmates that Zhao Song recognized. He still helped Zhao Song a lot when he was in trouble.

"Look for a part-time job selling computers in Zhongguancun to earn some living expenses." Zhao Song replied cheerfully, "If you save computers in your dormitory, you can go to the electronics market and ask about the price before you contact me. It will definitely be cheaper!"

Li Yong pointed to the Nike shoes on Zhao Song's feet in surprise, "Is your family in trouble? Don't tell me this is a lie?"

"Really, my mom bought me a college gift. This is the first time in my life to wear Nike. It's not difficult at all. I just called my mom yesterday and asked her to stop my living expenses. I want to try if I can

Feeding yourself can be considered as exercising in advance.”

"You are awesome." Li Yong gave him a thumbs up: "Can't go to class?"

"I'll just go there in the afternoon, I won't call my name anyway."

"Just think about it." Li Yong didn't dwell on this anymore, pointed at the girl introducing herself on the podium, and whispered: "This girl is so beautiful."

Zhao Song, who was wiping his sweat, glanced at her and said, "Bai Li, from Kyoto, is not from the same world as us. On the day of the report, a handsome guy from the platoon had to drive a luxury car to see her off. We can't afford to take care of her. Your family has so many Xiaoyans."

Okay, pretty and down-to-earth! By the way, you're so quick to start. It's only been two months since school started, and you're letting you do it to the three most beautiful girls in our class.

We've decided on one!" Wu Yan is from Kyoto. As soon as the university started, she took the initiative to launch a fierce offensive against Li Yong. As the old saying goes, women chase men. It didn't take long for the two to get together and break up.

They dated for four years on and off, bought a house not long after graduation, got married and had children, and lived the happy little life that Zhao Song dreamed of.

"Don't you even look at who I am?" Li Yong grinned, showing his shining white dentures, which made Zhao Song almost laugh out loud.

"The other two in our class are already being pursued, don't you think about it?" Li Yong said bewitchingly.

Zhao Song's body was shaken, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "The rabbit won't eat the grass beside the nest, so I don't want to do it." Zhao Song knew that he could count the number of fights caused by these two class stars in the entire four years of college with both hands.

...

The two of them laughed and chatted all night, and finally got through the ideological and moral class that lasted for half a semester.

Four years into the university, nearly 200 students from the Business Administration Branch had a large class on ideological and moral conduct. This time, as the bell rang, the entire lecture theater immediately began to boil.

While walking towards the exit, he was chatting with Li Yong. When passing a girl, Zhao Song squeezed a girl unintentionally, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhao Song pretended to have just seen him, "I don't know who bumped into me, Li Wei

Are you okay?" Zhao Song quickly squatted down to help the girl pick up the books that fell on the ground.

"It's okay, I just touched the books!" Li Wei replied nonchalantly, "Zhao Song, did you skip class this afternoon?"

Li Wei is from the Department of Financial Management. Although they are not in the same class, except for professional courses, the Department of Financial Management and the Department of Accounting all take other courses together, so it is not surprising to know his name after more than a month of school. "I went out to recruit someone."

I work part-time so I can support myself."

"Have you found it?" Li Wei asked slightly surprised, "Our school is not well-known, so tutoring jobs are not easy to find, right?"

"Find someone who sells computers, Miss Li. If there is anyone in your class who wants to buy a computer, please help introduce him. He will definitely not rip people off, and he will come to repair it for free!" Zhao Song said cheerfully, "If the business is successful, I will help you.

Beautiful lady Li has a feast!”

Li Wei was amused by Zhao Song's title and said, "Okay, I'll ask for you. Just don't break your promise then."

"How is it possible? Everyone who wants to treat Miss Li to dinner has lined up at the school gate." Zhao Song patted his chest, "No one can stop me from treating you to dinner!"

Li Wei smiled and glanced at him, "Looking at how quiet you usually are, it turns out you are quite glib."

"Hey, we are now considered to be salespeople in society. How can we do business if we don't talk sweetly? This is what we call advancing with the times!"

Several people walked out of the door of the teaching building talking and laughing.

"Zhao Song, you are very interesting. I will help you ask later. Let's go, 88 Xiaoyong." Li Wei also said hello to Li Yong.

"Beautiful Li, come on. By the way, if you want to watch a movie on VCD, come to me. It's 8 yuan a piece, and you won't be able to return it. You're a good girl!" Zhao Song shouted at Li Wei's back.

"Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests?" Li Yong said teasingly.

Zhao Song rolled his eyes at him and said, "They are not from the same department, and of course they are not just a neighbor! The main thing is that there is less trouble! Unlike you, a serious girl in the same class, I guess you will be tied to this tree from now on."

Li Yong rolled his eyes.

............

Dormitory 137 is still bustling with lights out. Of course, the topic cannot be separated from girls. Although Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering is an engineering school, there is not a big gap in the ratio of men to women. The reason is that the school has opened a branch of business administration, and the number of girls is large. Of course, they are pretty.

Quite a few.

Zhao Song did not participate in the conversation among his roommates. He lay on the bed with ups and downs in mood. The excitement of opening a large order on the first day of part-time work had long passed, but the harvest from his labor made him very happy. In his previous life, he was still alive when he was forty years old.

It had been a long time since he had experienced the passion of harvesting from such labor as he was growing old. He knew that his laziness cancer was almost cured.

He reached into the quilt with his right hand and patted his little brother. Mentally, as a forty-year-old man with dull eyes, he had seen the bumpy young woman Sister Dada in one day, and had sex with a group of young and beautiful college girls.

During evening classes, it is inevitable to feel excited.

In his previous life, Zhao Song only got rid of his virginity two years after graduating from university. He remained a virgin until he was twenty years old. It was not until he accidentally entered a website called "Golden Bookstore" that he learned LU management by chance without any teacher.

, and then he was out of control. Until he found a woman, he would have one or two sex almost every day. Thanks to the good foundation he had left before he was eighteen years old, his body would have been dragged down long ago.

Resisting the desire to have a healthy body and full of vitality, Zhao Song understood that excessive masturbation was also a serious disease that he needed to cure. Once addicted, the whole person's energy will go down. But getting up early every two days to wash underwear is not an option. It is a top priority.

Just find a girlfriend who has less trouble.

In the accounting department, he would not consider that a group of losers in the class who had never been in love completely let themselves go during the four years of college, and their love life and death were turned upside down. One of the female classmates was the girlfriend of three of Zhao Song's roommates.

The last one even slept on 137's bed directly after turning off the lights. Zhao Song had a MMP in his heart, but he didn't know whether to take it seriously or not.

Zhao Song's target candidate is Li Wei, who is from Kyoto, pretty but not outstanding, has seen the world, can't mess with gangsters, and can't recruit the second generation. The most important thing is that this girl can't stand loneliness, likes the new and dislikes the old, and has changed countless times in four years.

My boyfriend, I started renting a house off campus with my boyfriend in the second semester of my sophomore year.

During college, she got tired of changing boyfriends and living in surrounding communities. So before graduation, classmates from the branch all asked her about where to rent a house that was suitable and hygienic. The most important thing is that although Li Wei was diligent in changing boyfriends

, but I have never heard of any trouble arising from this matter.

Zhao Song likes this. After being reborn, he didn't complete the eighteen sets and he didn't want to talk about relationships. He had the experience of having no money to talk about relationships. His personality was crushed to pieces on the ground and then trampled wantonly. He didn't dare to say anything back. It felt so sour.

...Zhao Song pursed his lips, "I don't recall the past, I don't fantasize about the future, I live in the present."

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