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Chapter 89 Those Years

Seeing Zhao Changan striding out of the square formation, the entire four-leaf clover formation immediately fell silent.

All kinds of eyes, with all kinds of mixed emotions.

Looking at Zhao Changan standing in the center of the field, he looked calm and calm.

To be honest, Zhao Changan is 1.78 meters tall. Before high school, he was forced by Zhang Lishan to learn painting, dancing, piano and swimming——

A large part of the family's expenses are spent on various study classes that Zhao Changan attends.

So at this time, Zhao Changan stood calmly in the middle of the grass, which immediately attracted the hot eyes of many female students - this has the potential to be a school hero!

"Classmate, can I borrow the guitar?"

Zhao Changan did not borrow the guitar from the pretentious literary man in Microelectronics Class 2, but borrowed the guitar from the short-haired girl with big black glasses who was next to Tian Zi.

Because when he saw the big black glasses frame, Zhao Changan couldn't help but think of Shan Cai with a smile.

So I just wanted to have a laugh.

"Yeah? Well, well, you use it, you use it."

The female student didn't expect Zhao Changan to talk to her and borrow the guitar, and her dark face couldn't help but turn a little red.

He quickly stood up and handed the guitar to Zhao Changan.

"This big radish!"

“And you’re hungry and don’t choose what you eat!”

"Why did Xia Wenzhuo fall in love with him?"

Seeing that Zhao Changan specifically borrowed a female student's guitar, the male and female students in several classes were secretly scolding him.

"Instructor, can I borrow your big speaker?"

"What are you doing?"

The instructor of Microelectronics Class 1 was in a daze: "You can still hear this so close -, are you kidding me?"

Speaking of half waist,

Only then did he realize Zhao Changan's true intention.

He looked at Zhao Changan, who looked calm and harmless, with a face full of shock.

This kid is no longer a shy little white rabbit. He is simply a cunning old gray wolf who is always calculating and scheming!

"Everyone shouted so enthusiastically that it alerted more than a dozen classes around me. I have to repay my kindness and let everyone listen and know who Zhao Changan is, right?"

Since he wants to play, Zhao Changan doesn't mind playing a little bigger.

With a sharp light in his eyes, he looked at the instructor with a smile and said: "It's just a small fight - it's boring!"

Just this moment,

There are nearly sixty girls in the four-leaf clover square,

Most of them looked at Zhao Changan with shining eyes.

That tall and straight figure, the sharp light in his eyes, and the majestic ambition spoken in an understatement:

'There's no point in making small fuss!'

At this moment, it penetrated the fragile hearts of some nymphomaniac girls.

I even think that such a handsome, confident and powerful boy can sing very well even if he sings in a mess!

"Shandong, give it to him! - This singing is just for fun. The important thing is to participate. As long as your voice is loud and courageous, you are not afraid of singing badly."

The instructor of the Biomedical Phalanx is a second lieutenant, but he really admires Zhao Changan's character.

"Monitor, take the microphone."

After Min Ming flew down the ladder, of course Zhao Changan wanted to get it back.

So, under the instruction of Zhao Changan, Min Mingfei, who was 1.9 meters tall.

I had to bend down slightly in frustration, and fixed the microphone in a vacant position between Zhao Changan's mouth and the guitar.

"Dong dong ding ding~"

Zhao Changan's fingers smoothly plucked the strings a few times to test the sound.

He looked back at the girl and said, "The guitar is good, isn't it?"

With these words, the blush that had finally gone down from the little dark face of the female student immediately spread to her cheeks.

He lowered his little head deeply.

"snort!"

Tian Zi, who was close to the guitar girl, saw Zhao Changan flirting with her best friend, and she snorted and glared at Zhao Changan like a little tiger.

"Shameless!"

In fact, Gu Yuming, the guitarist of Microelectronics Class 2, had already noticed this girl and found out that her name was Jing Xiu.

A very fairy name.

Because when he was in Zheng City No. 1 Middle School, he saw the schoolgirls dressed in single colors.

After his two days of secret observation,

Body, height, skin, face shape, long legs - I was pleasantly surprised to conclude that if this Jing Xiu dressed up, I dare not say anything else, she would definitely be no worse than Tian Zi.

I originally thought about picking up the leaks quietly.

As a result, before I even started to pick it up, Zhao Changan, a bastard, teased me in the name of borrowing the guitar!

Gu Yuming was so angry that he wanted to take the guitar in his hand.

Hit this bastard named Zhao Changan hard on the face.

Ask him, 'Grandpa's guitar is not a guitar. Do you have to borrow it from a girl?'

"Stop soaking, hurry up!"

Sun Yiyang, who was very talkative, was shouting and urging from behind.

It elicited a burst of laughter.

These male students were eager for Zhao Changan to tease this girl with big black glasses, so that there would be an emotional rift between him and the goddess, and they would part ways.

——

"How does he play the guitar?"

Roommate Tang Qinqin, who was sitting with Xia Wenzhuo, asked curiously.

"I heard it a long time ago, it's okay."

Xia Wenzhuo told the truth.

"A long time ago? That's a bad sentence, ex-boyfriend."

Tang Qinqin smiled ambiguously.

Tang Qinqin, a girl from Xiling, also had a boyfriend in high school.

But the boy only took the second-level exam from the general province.

Before she came to Mingzhu, her mother gave her a death order, 'She will never have any contact with that boy again!'

And 'can't fall in love!'

'If you really want to fall in love, you can only do it with Mingzhu locals and key college students!'

So she thought that Xia Wenzhuo had the same thoughts as her - don't mention the past anymore.

Xia Wenzhuo frowned slightly.

Seeing that all the classmates around him were eavesdropping, he said: "This matter is very complicated and difficult to explain clearly. I don't fall in love in college, so just listen to him."

"Ding ding dong dong dong~"

Zhao Changan's fingers gently and tenderly touched the strings again, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

that winter,

A fire burning on the roadside,

‘Dong~’

The sound a guitar makes when it is thrown into a fire.

"Hahahahaha~"

Unbridled laughter.

Those two hideous and ugly faces!

After being beaten into a stinking ditch,

Before that fire burned,

Zhao Changan had never thought that some people's lost humanity could be so violent, vicious and ugly.

never forgive,

The road to revenge is endless!

——

As for the experience of the previous life, I wanted to be more successful, occupy more resources and have more power.

Zhao Changan summed it up with what Zhang Ailing once said:

'It's better to become famous early!'

Today, he is on the big stage of Wujiaochang.

The first loud eagle cry to the world.

Zhao Changan plucked the strings smoothly and moved his somewhat unfamiliar fingers.

With a hint of vicissitudes of life and a deep voice,

He said slowly: "Just sing a story of missed love, those years."

The sound passed through the extreme volume button of the large speaker and instantly spread to every corner of the school's third playground.

There were nearly forty classes in the square on the playground, thinking that the loudspeaker was blaring the latest instructions, so they all stopped singing.

What’s the new command for listening?

"Back to the starting point, your green face in my memory. Finally, we have arrived at this day~"

Zhao Changan slowly plucked the strings.

At the age of nineteen, he sang like an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

"What do you mean, it's rest time again? How long has it been since?"

"What kind of song is this? Why haven't you heard it?"

"Is it the latest song playing on the loudspeaker?"

——

"Old photos under the table mat, countless memory links, today the boy is going to the girl for her last date~"

——

"Do not talk!"

"Shh!"

——

"Back to the starting point again, standing blankly in front of the mirror~"

Zhao Changan sang hoarsely in immersion,

He didn't know why he chose this sentimental song.

I remember that on the night of my first day back, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and stared at the handsome and young face in front of the mirror.

I remember that a few years later, Liu Yihui threw a whole roasted lamb into the Taohua River in large chunks.

He poured a bottle of Jian Nanchun into the river: "Zhang Shun, you are a fucking idiot. Are you a fucking pig? If you have any trouble, why can't you go to your brothers?"

I remember that I had just finished school, and I saved four months’ salary to buy a fur worth 4,000 yuan and two bottles of high-strength wine worth 100 yuan a bottle. In front of my godfather and godmother’s grave,

Lit the memorial.

"Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you."

I remember that I had vaguely forgotten the appearance of the little face of late summer, who had been missing for almost twenty years.

I remember that when my father was in his early 40s, he lost the job he had held for more than 20 years. To support his family's difficult life, he worked as a mason on a construction site for more than ten years.

He was over sixty years old and his body ached all over, but he still ignored his repeated dissuasion and insisted on going to his apprentice to help earn money.

Remember--

"I really want to tell you, tell you that I have not forgotten.~"

"Back to the starting point, standing in front of the mirror blankly.~"

Unknowingly, Zhao Changan was immersed in it.

Singing with tears streaming down my face.

A disgraceful cry roared in my heart:

Since I am lucky enough to return to the starting point again,

Then, I must let the people I care about, love and care about in my life.
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