tiger teacher

() "Don't say it may be a pit, even if there is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den in front of me, I have to go through it." Wang Jian threw out the cigarette butt in his hand: "There is no way. If it is you, you go Go? Don’t go? If you don’t go, you don’t say anything. He would rather burn the things I want than give them to me. Worrying about whether I should go is better than worrying about whether I can come back tomorrow.”

"But is this thing really more important than life?"

Yang Yue couldn't understand where Wang Jian's obsession came from. He was in the rhythm of dying. Just now, Jia Teng called Wang Jian and asked him to meet at a place alone at ten o'clock tomorrow. It was possible to negotiate to return what Wang Jian wanted to him.

Is this a pit?Of course, a proper pit.As long as you're not stupid, you'll know it's a trap. Go alone... What do you mean?In other words, you are not allowed to bring any helpers, and Wang Jian's temper is almost to the point of being stupid.But walking over alone, is this different from sending him to death?

So Yang Yue went on to say: "Can't you just go?" ..

Wang Jian squatted down, grabbed a chicken leg, looked at the slowly setting sun, took a deep breath, and his expression became serious: "You are educated in American style, our culture is different. For me Or for most Chinese people, some things are really more important than life."

"Really? How important it is."

Wang Jian raised his head, glanced at Yang Yue, and smiled: "People of my master's generation, they would rather be alone for a lifetime, would rather be isolated from the world, would rather starve to death than give up what they guard. According to the current values Are they stupid? As far as I think, they are all stupid. But sometimes you can’t understand how crazy and determined a person with faith and conviction is.”

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian wiped the oil from his lips: "As a junior, should I do something? Don't say anything else. I just hope that I won't be ashamed to die when I go down to see my ancestors in a hundred years."

Seeing what he said, Yang Yue smiled: "The greatest virtue of a man is guardianship. Are you going to be a guardian?"

"Or the gatekeeper is more appropriate." Wang Jian let out a long breath: "The old men can do it, why should I be worse than them? I also believe that I will be fine, the old man gave me more than just martial arts , what he didn't finish back then, someone has to do it for him, and there is no one else but me."

"It's so handsome." Yang Yue patted Wang Jian's shoulder: "Then what should I prepare for you?"

"Prepare a car." Wang Jian stood up and stretched his waist: "I think some things have to be faced, and there is a ball to escape. You know that I was very low-key back then. It was because I was afraid of getting into trouble. But now, if there are too many lice, it doesn’t itch, and if there are too many debts, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter.”

But after Wang Jian reported this matter to Tianraner and the others, Tianraner supported Wang Jian's work without hesitation.But there are only a few things to pay attention to Wang Jian.

I have to say that Tianran Er is really a super sensible woman.Although she looked dull.But the door is clear in the stomach.She knew what kind of person Wang Jian was, she also knew what Wang Jian was going to do, and of course she knew better what she should do, so no matter how worried she was about Wang Jian, she must not be able to block any of his choices.

This person, whoever it is.They are all cheap, and there is nothing they can do even if they regret what they choose, but if someone else chooses the same thing, then there will be more shit.After a long talk with the old lady.Naturally Er generally felt that the reason why the old lady separated from Sanyi in the end was actually because she cared too much...

The best way to keep the wind is to turn yourself into a kite.The best way to hold a handful of water is to turn into a boat.

Of course, Xiao Jin couldn't avoid nagging, after all, this guy didn't care about so many messy things, and cried and clamored to not allow Wang Jian to go, but in the end, under the double persuasion of Wang Jian and Tianran Er, she had no choice but to just silently Sighing, full of resentment, he yelled at Wang Jian, "Go, don't come back forever!", and then hung up the phone.

"Your network gives me a subtle feeling that that little girl is your girlfriend." Yang Yue squinted her eyes and smiled: "What she does is what a girlfriend or wife should do."

Wang Jian shrugged and sighed: "This is what really gives me a headache."

"Okay, rest." Wang Jian stood up and loosened his muscles: "Waiting for tomorrow."

On Shanova's side, she was asking Katyusha curiously: "Why did he go there even though he knew it was a trap?"

"Does he have the right not to go?" Katyusha wore her rimless glasses, frantically charging money into the web game: "If he doesn't go, then he has no right to speak. This is a kind of gambling. It’s easy to do anything if you win, and you don’t necessarily die if you lose. This kind of gamble that won’t lose you no matter how you look at it, even if it was me, I would do it.”

"But it's dangerous." Shanova raised a finger: "The first rule of the jungle is to avoid risks as much as possible."

"No, many times people cannot be judged simply by the law of the jungle." Katyusha smiled slightly: "I know what you are thinking."

"You know what a fart!" Shanova turned her body sideways: "But these two days are really exciting. Pulling and mobilizing the whole body, the decayed and aging gears all over the world start to rotate. I am really looking forward to it."

"Don't change the subject, you're thinking about sneaking along to watch something exciting tomorrow." Katyusha adjusted her glasses: "Do you think you're good at hiding your thoughts?"

Shanova was speechless for a moment, and lay down on the bed after murmuring a few times beside her, covering her with the quilt: "Turn off the light, I'm going to sleep."

"Stop making trouble, you never turn off the lights when you sleep." Katyusha teased, "You have done too many bad things, and you have ghosts in your heart, so you are afraid of the dark."

That's right...a queen is actually afraid of the dark. If this gets out, Shanova's prestige may plummet.But this is an indisputable fact after all, she is afraid of the dark, she never dares to turn off the lights when sleeping alone, and even dare not go to the bathroom alone.

The direct reason for this result is that, as Katyusha said, Shanova had too much blood on her hands. Although she didn't care, in fact, when she dreamed back at midnight, those bloody scenes She always replays replays replays and replays, which makes her always have an inexplicable sense of insecurity, and this is why she is particularly dependent on Katyusha.

Nothing in the world can be without a reason, any behavior of any person is "effect", cause and effect cause and effect, there is no rootless tree, and there is no fruit without a cause.

And this night was probably the most peaceful night, there was not much right and wrong, during which Shanova even had a phone call with Wang Jian.

They chatted for about half an hour, and Shanova kept comforting Wang Jian. Although Wang Jian didn't know why she became so gentle all of a sudden, in general... she gave Wang Jian a kind of mental illness and it has improved. The feeling, this feeling is really amazing.

Just chatting like this, Wang Jian suddenly found that the other side of the phone was quiet, and there was only the sound of even breathing. Don't think about it, it must be that Shanova fell asleep in the middle of the conversation.

He hung up the phone, put his hands on his head, looked at the ceiling, and muttered to himself: "Dad, if only you were still alive, I don't have to bother so much."

Of course, he couldn't get an answer to his soliloquy. The dark room and the empty echo made Wang Jian shake his head and smile wryly. He turned over but couldn't sleep peacefully.

"It should be insomnia." Wang Jian simply sat up, took a hot bath, and then continued to lie back on the bed: "I also had a day of insomnia..."

In fact, Wang Jian's pressure is not insignificant, but he can't show it in front of others, whether it's out of machismo or out of self-esteem and protection, he can't show it.

But Wang Jian is not a god after all, he is only a person, and he is a person who has not seen much in the world. When encountering these challenges that he has never accepted, he cannot easily be as stable as Mount Tai.The relaxed expression and the turbulent heart are criss-crossed, intertwined into a nervous Beethoven Fifth Symphony.

He didn't know when he fell into a drowsy sleep, and then he suddenly found himself in front of his old house.

Everything is so familiar, the spring water from the mountain is overflowing from the water tank in front, the big black dog of the village is wagging its tail and jumping around him, and there is a casserole on the stove at the door, and the casserole is stewed with red wine. White and half pork belly.

The dead loquat tree in front of the door was full of Huang Zizi’s loquats, and the room was filled with the strong fragrance of ginger tea soup. On the low table at the door, there were a few tea eggs and a plate of dried tofu that Wang Jian liked to eat.

Wang Jian was stunned at the time. He looked down at himself, and found that the clothes he was wearing were the clothes he wore during the day, not the old white shirt, coarse trousers and rubber-soled shoes at all.

"Dad..."

Wang Jian called out tentatively, his heart shrank uncontrollably, and his whole limbs began to sweat.

And following his cry, an old man slowly came out of the room with a plate of chili fried meat, his face was covered with wrinkles, one eye was cloudy and the other was bright.He looked back at Wang Jian and nodded, "Wash your hands and eat."

All of a sudden, Wang Jian seemed to be struck by a burst of high-voltage electricity. His hands and feet trembled, and he stood there blankly, without moving for a long time.

"Wash your hands! Eat!"

The old man yelled in a more emphatic tone, and Wang Jian hurriedly yelled, then washed his hands clean with cold mountain spring water, and then put the hot casserole on the table.

After the old man put the rice mixed with mung beans in front of Wang Jian, he patted Wang Jian's head and nodded with satisfaction: "I've grown up."

Wang Jian's eyes became moist all of a sudden, and he muttered to himself, "That's great..."

I swear... I won't fall asleep in the middle of the night today.Because I am on a business trip, the time is irregular, and I have to go to class at night, so I can only do this. (To be continued.)