After the villain was reborn, he found out that he had a childhood sweetheart.

Always relying on Lin Yun is not entirely because he "likes to play with the edge" as Yu Sheng said. It is also important to satisfy the daily need to suck Ah Yun.

Because of this, Jiang Qianxi took on the laundry work for the three people renting the house.

The clothes worn by Lin Yun...are very useful.

This sounds a bit perverted. In fact, Jiang Qianxi herself also thinks it is perverted, so it is not necessary every day, just once in a while.

Recently, because of what happened during the National Day holiday, I felt embarrassed to do anything wrong at home, for fear that Yu Sheng would see me and make her unhappy again.

In fact, despite Yu Sheng's proud and elegant appearance in the snow, she and Jiang Qianxi are both equally petty when it comes to Lin Yun's affairs.

Now is a good opportunity. Several teachers from the university admissions office have come to the school. Yu Sheng went to deal with them, and Lin Yun went to the playground to run.

The location of this activity room is very secluded. No one will pass by, let alone come here on purpose.

well.

Jiang Qianxi pulled the curtains, picked up a clean and tidy men's shirt with a religious attitude, and buried her little face in it.

suck~

The slender legs wrapped in white stockings were subconsciously pressed together and trembling slightly.

That pair of nimble feet, with round heels raised and arches tense, seemed to be enduring the rampaging feeling coming from inside the body.

When she raised her head, her breathing became uneven, her unusually lively eyes were filled with a rare fanaticism, her heartbeat accelerated, and her face was hot.

The reaction was even stronger than when she leaned on Lin Yun, because she didn't need to hide anything and could imagine some scenes in her mind without any scruples.

After repeating this several times, the blush on Jiang Qianxi's face faded and she lay softly on the table.

"Ayun... I like it so much..."

Mumbling broken words, she hugged the shirt and decided to take a nap in this lazy and leisurely afternoon. She just needed to set an alarm to wake up before get out of class was over.

……

This conference room is usually used by the leaders of Delin Middle School for meetings. It was specially opened to show our importance to the teachers in the Admissions Office and Yu Sheng.

Which university is this teacher who is bragging about his PPT from?

Yu Sheng didn't remember and was too lazy to care. Ever since Lin Yun made that perverted statement that "I'll chase her and rub her belly even when she goes to college", she had secretly made the decision to give up the opportunity to be admitted through the academic competition this year.

After all, there is still the third year of high school. I will take the exam again next year and get a perfect score. Then I will decide where to study based on the situation of Lin Yun and Qianxi.

Full of confidence.

As long as Lin Yun is there, she is the most confident academic master in the world.

At the moment, Yu Sheng was in a state of almost trance, and his only attention was on Xu Jingyi, who was sitting at the very end of the conference table.

A SLR camera hung on her swan-like neck. She was performing her duties as a member of the news department and taking photos to record the event.

From time to time, Xu Jingyi and Yu Sheng's eyes met, and sparks flew.

Yu Sheng felt that she was a little strange. That feeling...how to describe it?

It was as if Yu Sheng was the smuggling leader of a border gang, and Xu Jingyi was a tomb robber who had dug up rare treasures. He was planning to discuss with Yu Sheng to form a partnership to transport the treasures out of the border and split the profits 30% to 70%.

Of course, it is impossible for Yu Sheng to engage in smuggling, and Xu Jingyi, with her thin arms and legs, is not easy to rob tombs. So in Yu Sheng's understanding, Xu Jingyi can only be thinking about Lin Yun, and Yu Sheng is the girl next to Lin Yun... The amusement in Xu Jingyi's eyes probably came from this.

Yu Sheng has always known that Xu Jingyi is very capable. After all, they are "the most powerful people in a decade" in the science and liberal arts departments of Delin Middle School respectively. As the saying goes, heroes appreciate each other. Yu Sheng specially read Xu Jingyi's official account.

To be honest, Yu Sheng didn't quite like the ideas embodied in it.

To give another example, if the end of the world comes and the students of Delin Middle School are trapped in an underground shelter, Yu Sheng will take the lead in tackling the upgrade project of the shelter's ecological circulation system, Xu Jing will secretly incite the students to split into two parties, and then hold a democratic election, while she herself will use this to maneuver between the two parties to make a profit...

Xu Jingyi is so smart, maybe she has already figured out that Ayun is not a loser, so she is interested in Lin Yun and even went on a blind date with him.

What a pity, Miss, you are not the only one who is smart and interested in Ayun.

Ah!

Yu Sheng suddenly sneered.

The admissions teacher who was giving a passionate speech was stunned: "Uh... Yu Sheng, do you have any questions?"

"No."

"Then...then was there any omission in what I just said?"

“……” Yu Sheng often encountered such situations in class. Her grades were so outstanding that sometimes they made younger teachers lack confidence.

Although, teacher, you are introducing your school! What could be wrong?

Yu Sheng felt a little helpless.

After finally waiting for the teachers to finish their introductions and the question-and-answer session between the teachers and Yu Sheng, seeing that Yu Sheng still showed no interest, the principal who was in charge of the situation asked the teachers from various universities to go back first.

The principal smiled and said kindly: "Student Yu Sheng...if you have any ideas or concerns, you can raise them..."

"Teacher, you're overthinking it." Yu Sheng interrupted, "I really haven't decided where to go yet, so don't sign the contract for admission yet."

"Not signing?" The principal was very shocked. Over the years, he had seen many people who were outstanding in certain aspects and were admitted to good universities, but Yu Sheng's case was really rare.

But on second thought, this is actually a good thing for the school.

Currently, Delin Middle School plans to promote Yu Sheng as a positive role model. If Yu Sheng, like other academic geniuses, signed contracts with the two giants in Beijing early on, he would be mediocre.

But if he refuses to sign with any university, it would be an interesting gimmick.

There are many ways to interpret this matter. For example, Yu Sheng wanted to consolidate his foundation in high school before making further plans. Or Yu Sheng felt that participating in competitions alone was not enough and wanted to take the college entrance examination. Or Yu Sheng did not want to continue his studies and decided to become a monk and live in seclusion in the mountains after graduating from high school... The last one is a blind guess by unscrupulous self-media, but no matter what, Yu Sheng's calm attitude is very unusual.

Of course, the principal could never guess the real situation.

After a moment's silence, the principal said, "Student Yu Sheng, in view of your outstanding performance, the school plans to do a special interview with you. What do you think?"

The principal's attitude was very relaxed. A casual kid like Yu Sheng couldn't be forced to do an interview by command. It should be said that Delin Middle School knew how to respect talented students. After all, they would have to ask them to donate to the school in the future.

Yu Sheng didn't care: "Sure, but don't waste too much time."

"It won't take a lot of time, don't worry... Then, let's ask Xu Jingyi from the News Department to be in charge of the interview. What do you think?"

Xu Jingyi's background is top-notch even in Delin.

Yu Sheng is a unique child, so it would be easy to make a good show by interviewing her. The principal just went with the flow and did her a favor.

Xu Jingyi smiled and said, "Thank you, Principal. I have no problem here. As long as the time is staggered with the work of the sports meeting, it will be fine."

After saying that, he looked at Yu Sheng.

The latter originally wanted to refuse, but suddenly an idea came to his mind and he nodded in agreement.

A heartfelt thank you for the launch

I discovered a trick when delivering food:

Preparing small gifts for the security guards at the gates of nearby communities helped increase traffic efficiency. At that time, I was used to working at night, which meant I could deliver two to three more orders per night on average.

The gift was health tea, which was made from cheap bulk Chinese medicine that I could mix myself.

There are two kinds of tea recipes - one for clearing away internal heat and one for removing dampness.

Depending on the specific situation, it will be given to different security guards.

Lao Ma was quite interested in this and asked me how I knew whether the person was suffering from heat or dampness.

I said it’s too simple, just have the nerve to chat with people and ask them where they feel uncomfortable.

If a soft spot is uncomfortable, you say he is suffering from internal heat;

If the hard places are uncomfortable, you can say it is due to excessive moisture.

I learned this set of rhetoric from an unscrupulous Chinese medicine doctor who was recommended by a relative and who cheated me out of three hundred yuan. It has worked every time.

Lao Ma pondered for a long time and asked:

"Every morning, I alternate between getting hot and having heavy dampness. Do you have any idea?"

……

In fact, Lao Ma’s thoughts were not always so vulgar.

Lao Ma is 35 years old this year, and this age is very sensitive. After asking, it turned out that he was a programmer who was laid off by a large Internet company in this city.

When he learned that I was studying software development at a local rap academy and couldn't find a suitable job delivering food, Lao Ma nodded approvingly and said, "Very good, you skipped the suffering process of working and got it done in one step."

At that time, I was still young and immature, and I had not yet taken off Kong Yiji's long gown. I didn't like smoking, and I couldn't get along with most of the delivery guys. I just liked to chat with Lao Ma.

Lao Ma doesn't have any hobbies that cost money, except that he likes online novels. He not only likes to read them but also likes to write them himself. He often secretly thinks about writing a shocking beginning that will be appreciated by the editor and take off in Wuhu.

I was in a similar situation. I was bored when I was studying, so I created some accounts and posted some mediocre chapters.

The best record was that I was spotted by a blind editor of a small website that has now gone bankrupt and signed a contract with him. After that, he never said a word to me in the chat box again, and almost forgot about me when his work was put on the shelves.

On the day it was put on the shelves, two people subscribed, one was my own smurf account, and the other was a roommate in the dormitory who felt sorry for me and ordered it for me.

Later, my brother was admitted to graduate school, but I became unemployed after graduation. The counselor came to me with an "Employment Statistics Form" and asked me where I was going. I said I was a delivery man for a group. The counselor thought this was a humble statement and congratulated me with a smile on my face for joining a large Internet company.

It's pretty outrageous.

But except for private chats between Lao Ma and I, we never declare ourselves to be writers.

In director Christopher Nolan's debut film Following, a character said, "A young man in his twenties who is unemployed will most likely imagine himself as a writer."

We still have to save some face.

……

After having a fight with my parents, I moved out and shared a shabby house in a village in the city with Lao Ma. Every night when I went to bed, I could hear the harmonious sound of the piston movements of the neighbors, or the voice of a lively aunt scolding her child behind the single-layer glass less than 40 cm away from the window opposite.

I was young at that time, and I was so aroused that I couldn't sleep, so I followed the example of Mr. Su Dongpo and knocked on Lao Ma's door to ask him if he was asleep.

Old Ma hasn't slept yet either.

For night chats, the most suitable topics are competitive sports (including e-sports) or relationship experiences.

Competitive sports are not very suitable to talk about because there is a generation gap.

When Lao Ma watched football, it was still popular to watch Serie A. He was not interested in the "Messi and Ronaldo" that people of my age liked to watch;

When Lao Ma was young, he played World of Warcraft RPG all night long. He even thought Dota 3 was heresy, let alone talking about Incheon 3C, which he was not familiar with. However, he had played a lot of Chenghai C.

Nothing.

Let’s talk about feelings.

When asked about my love experience, I shook my head blankly. As a single person since birth, I don't have much to say.

If I have to say, I had childhood sweethearts when I was a child. I was the sweetheart, with one on each side.

As a result, after finishing junior high school, we were separated because of our academic performance. It was obvious that they could all go to key schools, while I was just idling in an ordinary high school.

Later they went to study in the north, both in the capital. One studied in a very famous music department, and the other published a lot of SCI papers in her junior year, and met the thesis requirements for master's degrees in her senior year... Lao Ma asked us how we were doing now, and I said I was too lazy to contact them, but that was obviously not the case. I felt that even if I took the initiative to contact them, they would be too lazy to reply.

In fact, it’s okay if I’m too lazy to reply. The cruelest scenario is that I edit a cheesy message starting with “Hi, long time no see…” and send it to them, with real feelings, but they reply:

"you are?"

……

In the long river of time, warmth is always no match for the cruelty of reality.

When did it come to the point where I couldn't even remember their faces?

Curious about how they were doing recently, I secretly went to their profiles to check them out before going to bed that day. In order not to leave any traces of my visit, I gritted my teeth and spent the money to get a month's worth of yellow diamonds.

Oh shit.

Looking back now, I still feel that this kind of heaven-defying behavior is extremely cowardly and despicable, so despicable that it is probably worthy of Yoga Lin writing a sad song about it.

Later, when I was drunk, I put my arms around Lao Ma’s neck and told him that I actually liked them very much.

"If you were to get married, which one would you choose?" Lao Ma immediately asked a difficult question.

I said I wanted them all.

It's just wishful thinking anyway, so why not open your mind a little?

After drinking a few more bottles of Jiujiang double-distilled liquor, Lao Ma started to cry bitterly.

It was then that I found out that the reason Lao Ma was fired was that he was diagnosed with cardia cancer during a physical examination. In order not to burden his wife and children, he concealed the reason for his resignation, found an excuse to divorce, and ran from the next city to this side to deliver takeout, in order to save more money for his daughter's future schooling before he died.

"If that woman knew, she would spend all her savings on my treatment. Damn it, it's already in the late stage, there's no point in treating me. I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well save the money for a living person."

"It's a pity that I'm not a good writer. Damn it, I really want to be famous before I die! What does it feel like to be a famous writer?"