Mao Yunqing was so frightened by me that when he heard that I was fine, he left immediately.

The wicked need to be ruled by the wicked. Mao Yunqing, Xia Jian, Chen Hai, Qian Wei, you have memorized Lao Tzu, it is best not to let Lao Tzu turn over, otherwise you will die a miserable death.

I didn't attend the rest of the class, so I went out and bought a set of clothes to change into. When I went to see my mother outside the ward at night, I was about to knock on the door and enter, when I heard a conversation between my father and my mother inside.

"There's no money at home, right?" It was the mother who asked.

"Hmmm! Not a penny left! "Father returned.

"Lao Sun's family is here today...... You're here to ask for money, right? Mother asked again.

The father was silent for a long time, and then whispered, "Hmm! ”

"Plus this time, how much do we owe his family?"

"Twenty-five thousand seven hundred!" The father returned, his tone full of helplessness.

"Alas......" the mother sighed, and the room was very quiet.

The silence lasted for a minute, and the mother spoke again: "You didn't give Yangyang money, did you?" ”

"Nope!"

"I remember that his living expenses were gone three days ago......"

This sentence again fell silent in the ward.

This time there was silence for a long time, until I left, and my parents were not talking inside.

I didn't go in, I was going to go in, but I didn't, and grief flooded my world like a river bursting its banks.

I ran wildly on the bright streets, crying as I ran, and my tears drowned my whole body.

Everyone has the softest part of their heart.

It was very late when I got home, and I lay in bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

All I think about right now is money, and I need a lot of money.

However, numerically, I am doing great luck in one step, one step for ten years.

The gods take food, and they are not sick or sick.

This step was bad luck. I've got to survive 10 years.

Moreover, the feng shui of my small broken house is not good, it is a pattern of broken wealth. Now I am poor and white, and I have no ability to change at all.

Fate, it's always so unfair.

That night, my father came back, and I woke up at five o'clock, and when I opened the door, I found a hundred dollars in it.

This is the living expenses that my father left me. I silently accepted it, and put the money in a drawer.

I decided to save my money and do something about it when the time came.

I started doing planks and then doing military boxing.

The snake meat made me bleed profusely, but it didn't make my energy skyrocket as much as I had imagined.

I finished the military body boxing completely, and the things in my memory will not change, but there are some things that cannot be done in this era.

For example, cultivation. This is not the time of Reiki revival.

I dreamed last night, and I dreamed of fame again.

The sword of the sword fairy nailed me to the stone wall, and the thorns could not pull out this sword.

I asked him to find Jiuyan. He went and never came back.

I was alone in the darkness of the famous family, the burning furnace was extinguished, but the burning sword was still burning.

The sword pierced half of my chest and pinned me to the cold wall.

If it is a normal person, it is certain death. The reason why I didn't die was probably because I didn't have a soul.

Now, I belong to the category of people who are completely soulless.

Because, the only soul has been fused into this sword.

A long wait, an endless wait. I can't move anymore.

I feel that now I am alive, and there is no difference between being dead and dead.

It's so real that I don't even think it's a dream.

I wonder if there will be parallel worlds?

I am real in the famous family, and I am real here.

I started going back to school. The world of early self-study is still pitch black.

The classroom is brightly lit, as if the world that has not left is completely separated.

I sat in the classroom and thought about one thing, how to be rich!

I desperately need to be rich, to be rich.

However, in numerology, the god of the owl is tormenting me, and one step of the god of fortune is ten years.

When I was twenty-two years old, I began to print the Great Fortune, and at the same time, the earth branch was a peach blossom.

The date of December 1 is written on the blackboard.

I am sensitive to this date, because today is the day when Xia Jian and Su Yan are reunited.

Sluts look for sluts. Originally, they got back together and had nothing to do with me, but the first thing they did after they got back together was to trample on my dignity.

Xia Jian will read the love letter I wrote to Su Yan in public.

I'll admit, that love letter was very badly written, very sensitive. However, when I wrote this love letter, I was only sixteen years old, desperately trying to express the emotions in my heart, but there was nowhere to put it, and I didn't know the scale.

The last time Xia Jian and Chen Hai read my love letter to Su Yan in front of the whole class, I was so angry that my whole body trembled, but there was nothing I could do.

Again, I'm not going to sit like this.

As long as Xia Jian dares to read it in front of the whole class, I will make him pay.

After the morning self-study class, Xia Jian gave Su Yan milk.

This time, Su Yan did not refuse. So, it was announced that they were naturally reunited.

The last time I saw them reunited, my heart was like a knife, and then Xia Jian ushered in Xia Jian's insult to me.

At that time, I was really cowardly, very cowardly.

The first two classes were Chinese classes, and Chinese classes were my specialty. But it was the grandmother who was in class, wearing glasses and almost retiring.

Xia Jian and Su Yan switched to the last table, and the two whispered two Chinese lessons.

When class ended, Xia Jian held a letter in his hand and said to the classmates with a smile: "Come and see, everyone, come and see, the love saint of our class wrote a letter to my girlfriend!" ”

Xia Jian was so coaxed, and many people gathered around.

"Who?"

"Who is the love saint of our class?"

The crowd asked.

"This person is naturally Zhang! Correct! Yang! Xia Jian laughed wildly.

"Zhang Zhengyang? Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhengyang turned out to be the love saint of our class! There was a commotion in the crowd.

"What's written? What exactly is written? "Some people are curious, as if they have seen aliens.

It's all the same as the last time.

At least, the plot at the beginning is exactly the same.

However, I won't let the ending be the same.

"Xia Jian, do you dare to read it and try it?"

I stood up all of a sudden, gritting my teeth and glaring at Xia Jian.

The surrounding classmates immediately quieted down, and then in a second, Xia Jian sneered: "Zhang Zhengyang, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, what's wrong with me still reading it?" ”

"You try!" After saying that, I looked for the dagger that Yang Cheng handed me in my school bag. But, oddly enough, the dagger was nowhere to be found.

"Zhang Zhengyang, do you want to use a knife to scare people again? Don't be afraid to tell you the truth, your knife is already on the homeroom teacher's desk! Xia Jian was so frightened that he was extremely frightened, and then stood on the podium and read aloud: "Dear Yan: I finally muster up the courage to write to you......"

"Smack!" I knocked out a bottle of ink on the table.

This bottle of ink hit Xia Jian's body at once.

"Zhang Zhengyang, you are looking for death!"

Xia Jian kicked the table at me all of a sudden.

I dodged sideways and punched him in the nose.

"Smack!" It was a straight punch that hit Xia Jian in the nose.

However, because of his lack of strength, he did not knock Xia Jian to the ground.

Suddenly, a strong force came from behind me and hugged me.

I was thrown out of the way and hit a desk.

As soon as I turned around, a fist hit me, and I didn't avoid it for a moment, and I was hit in the face with a solid punch.

The whole person is about to lose his center of gravity.

I saw clearly that it was Chen Hai who did it.

Chen Hai pounced on me like a mad dog.

I picked up a bench and hit Chen Hai, and the classroom was in chaos.

Chen Hai also picked up a bench, and it seemed that he was going to fight hard with me.

"Don't even fight, the next two English classes have been changed to the class teacher's class, and he'll be here soon!"

It was Yang Mi who shouted, she was a member of the study committee and a representative of the English class.

Chen Hai and Xia Jian finally stopped, they knew that there was nothing to make in the classroom.

"Zhang Zhengyang, fuck you, don't leave after school, Lao Tzu let the brother of the vocational high school kill you a shit!" Xia Jian threatened me.

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