This beam has been formed.

The old professor was named Chen Yingbao. When he saw Ling Er with his head hanging down, he couldn't help but smile proudly. What a smart child, he often skipped classes and did not study hard.

For the sake of socialist construction, even if Ling Er himself doesn't want to make bricks, he still has to bake them and build them on the wall, so that he can't just waste his youth.

Ling Er was so distressed that in the next two days, from the head teacher to the counselor, he would talk to him one by one.

"Young man, your mind is very dangerous."

All in all, it's the same thing. Young people are all for your own good, but you must not take detours.

In a fit of anger, Ling Er wanted to report the unemployed students in the class who were in love and playing poker together!

Especially a sports student in the class, not long after school started, my girlfriend has changed two!

To die, everyone will die together, no one will think about it anyway!

He felt revenge in his heart, so terrible.

"Huang Qiwei, you gathered to gamble!" Ling Er saw that he had the face to laugh at him, and became angry, "Where is your face?"

"No, brother, we didn't gamble, just draw turtles. We two brothers are with each other, it's boring to be so petty." Huang Qiwei hurried over and put his shoulders on Ling Er and said seriously, "You touch your conscience and say, every time you call the name in class, isn't I going to answer you?"

"I've invited you to the restaurant less?" Ling Er pointed at Bian Shiyou and said sadly, "Where is your conscience? We don't have dogs in our dormitory!"

"Hehe, your Master Kuan, are we promoting your righteousness everywhere now?" Bian Shiyou said, "Look, everyone is praising you now."

"Didn't others say I'm a sucker?" Most of the classmates in the dormitory came from the countryside, and their conditions were not average. They were very cheap in life. When they were reluctant to leave, they usually had a bowl of rice and some free soup.

When washing clothes, I couldn't bear to buy laundry detergent, just a piece of soap. From the beginning of school to the end of the term, Ling Er couldn't stand it and moved two boxes from the daily chemical factory to let everyone use it for free.

Often, in the dormitory next door, I also come to use washing powder.

"Who dares to say that, I'll beat him up." Jiang Fangyu is the top scorer in the liberal arts from a county-level city in the northeast. He is big and three. According to his score, he can choose any university in the capital, but he insists on coming to Pujiang.

It is said that in order to find his father, his son was an educated youth who went to the countryside. After returning to the city, he disappeared completely, leaving him, his mother, sister, and his mother's eyes almost cried.

Ling Er compared Ling Daikun, but he was not so confused.

He once asked Jiang Fangyu what to do if he found it?

He could not forget Jiang Fangyu's eyes, full of hatred, and gritted his teeth and said, "White knife goes into the red knife, either he dies or I live."

"You can't live, you can kill someone to pay for your life." Ling Er reminded.

"Then I won't live." Jiang Fangyu said seriously.

"Do you know what the best punishment is for a person?" Ling Er asked.

"Of course I'm killing him." Jiang Fangzhou said.

"No, the greatest pain in life is that people live and money is gone." Ling Er said with a smile, "He failed you, just to find another goal, seek a comfortable environment, and seek money. Then you work hard to keep him at the bottom of society for the rest of his life. Isn't this better to watch him suffer?"

"Hmm?" Ling Er's words opened up new ideas for him. Ling Er gave him advice on how to operate it, which is to make himself rich or powerful. Money can eat people without spitting out bones, and power can be convinced by virtue.

"Making money seems to be a little easier?" This is Jiang Fangyu's answer.

Ling Er felt that he was very energetic. In order to prove that he was right, he started setting up stalls in the night market with Ling Er's support.

Perhaps out of mutual appreciation, he and Jiang Fangyu were the most intimate in the dormitory.

He smiled and said, "Comrade Jiang, what did I tell you usually? Violence cannot solve the problem."

It's a pity that if this guy hadn't read a book, he would be a good bodyguard.

"Nani?" Jiang Fangyu was surprised. This was not Ling Er's personality. Except for his own problem, Ling Er advocated harmony and always advocated solving problems with his fists.

"If the problem cannot be solved, then go and solve the person who created the problem." Ling Eryan said with confidence, "Tell me, I will beat anyone who dares to hack me!"

"Is there any difference?" Bian Shiyou glanced at Ling Er and said, "The students' union checked the dormitory these days, so you should come back often. The cadre of the student union has long disliked you."

After Ling Er and Jiang Fangyu looked at each other, they said in unison, "Beat him!"

"Look," Ling Er scolded Bian Shiyou and others and said, "Look, Jiang is a brother, not a brother, but better than a brother. That calf is a junior. You can pretend to be a big-tail wolf like me. Tell him, it won't work."

"That's right, it's not easy to work." Jiang Fangyu nodded in agreement.

The weather was getting cooler and colder. Not long after a heavy rain, the northwest wind drove the sea breeze from the southeast to the sea without showing off, and the cold air completely prevailed.

In the dormitory, there is no heating or air conditioning, and heating is all due to shaking.

When Ling Er couldn't hold on, he went home after class. He didn't drive a car, but riding a bicycle with his hands and his face was stung. He took the bus home every day.

At least he has air conditioners at home. Although he is not used to the heating air conditioners, it is better than nothing.

Pan Youcheng's business fell into trouble at the end of the year. He was waiting at Ling Er's doorstep, and Ling Er led him to a small restaurant.

"I've done too much, and the price is much cheaper than ours," Pan Youcheng felt that he had disappointed Ling Er's expectations and said embarrassedly, "Many manufacturers contact customers directly, and there is no price difference in the middle. Naturally, customers have to look for them."

"Sister, let's have a mutton pot," Ling Er said without saying anything to him, but to Wang Ziwei, the female owner of the hotel, "fry another pork liver and have two bottles of rice wine."

The white wine is too strong and the beer is too cool. In the winter, it seems that it is pretty good to add some ginger to the rice wine.

Wang Ziwei said, "Wait, come soon."

After the food was served, Ling Er and Pan Youcheng drank glass after cup. When they were halfway through, he smiled and said, "Wait until the New Year, we will have money after the New Year."

"We don't have enough money in our account now." Pan Youcheng said in confusion.

"I'm talking about foreign exchange," Ling Er said with a smile, "With foreign exchange at that time, we can do a lot of things, don't worry."
Chapter completed!