Lucky Records

Nanjing used to be prosperous in Jinling and the Six Dynasties.After the new century, the speed of development has slowed down, not as good as that of Suzhou in the same province.But anyway, it is a provincial capital, and the effort on the facade has been well done.A city has everything that should be there, including those gray areas that are inaccessible and curious.

Zhuo Yihang had just finished an experimental class, and just entered the dormitory, the uncle who was in charge of the dormitory downstairs knocked on the door, "Xiao Zhuo, there is a boy who says he is your younger brother, and he has been waiting for you all day."

Zhuo Yihang was taken aback for a few seconds before realizing it, and asked the uncle, "Is he still downstairs? I didn't see him!"

"The boy is squatting by the flower bed. You were in a hurry to enter the door just now, so you didn't see anyone else."

The old man walked out while talking, Zhuo Yihang put the book on the table, followed the old man downstairs, not long after he arrived outside the dormitory, looked around, and saw that it was really his brother who was squatting in the corner and pulling out the flower bed What about the grass.

"Yifan, why are you here?" He called out to his younger brother, and the little boy who was squatting up immediately looked up, and when he saw him, half of his dimples were exposed, and he softly called out, "Brother ".

The brothers of the Zhuo family are all outstanding. Zhuo Yihang's figure was already very handsome when he was a child. Now he is twenty, [-] tall with wide and narrow shoulders and waist, and a pair of long legs. The pestle at the door of the boys' dormitory has attracted the attention of the female students passing by.

His younger brother is a standard gentleman, white and clean, very cute.

A few people who knew Zhuo Yihang came over to say hello, "Zhuo Yihang, who is this? It's so cute."

Zhuo Yihang saw that he was a classmate from the same department, out of politeness, he replied "he's my younger brother", and then dragged them to the dormitory.

When he got to the dormitory, he closed the door, looked at his younger brother with a serious face, and asked coldly: "Yifan, why don't you study at school and come here instead?"

Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yihang, is five years old and is currently in the third year of junior high school.Their hometown is not in Nanjing, but in Guanyun, which is two or three hours' drive away from Nanjing. These days are not holidays, and logically they should be studying in school.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his brother would be angry, Zhuo Yifan didn't reply in time, and after waiting for a minute, he squeezed out a few words, "I miss you, I've been dreaming about you these days, so I came to see you."

Although the Zhuo family is poor, their family education has always been very strict. When they were young, their parents failed to educate the two brothers. Lying and bragging is not something they are good at, so Zhuo Yifan's face turned red like a monkey's butt after he finished the sentence just now. He didn't even dare to look directly at his brother, so he just lowered his head, twisted his fingers, and stood by the wall waiting for his brother to speak.

Zhuo Yihang's eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out to caress his brother's head.

Zhuo Yifan dodged reflexively, shrinking his neck, hugging his head with his hands, looking at Zhuo Yihang with small eyes in horror, with a fear of being beaten all over his face.

This is an inertial reflex. Zhuo Yihang has studied popular psychology this semester, so he has a good understanding of this kind of reaction. Seeing his younger brother's submissive appearance, a bad thought flashed through his mind. He took his hand and unbuttoned his cuff. Rolling his sleeve with his hand and pushing it towards his elbow, a few clearly visible marks were exposed at once. He didn't stop, and rolled up again. It was still the kind of bruise that couldn't be discerned.

It's just after September, and the weather isn't cold, so wearing a single long-sleeved T can make do with it.Yifan was wearing a school uniform, which was very baggy. Zhuo Yihang pulled the hem of his jacket and pulled it up, exposing all old and new injuries.

Obviously, his brother was beaten.

"What's going on? Who hit it?" Zhuo Yihang's tone was very bad, and Wuminghuo jumped up.

Guanyun, their hometown, is the poorest county in Jiangsu Province, and most of the adults in the family have gone out to work.Zhuo Yihang's parents were no exception. When Yihang was still in junior high school, he went to the construction site in Lianyungang to work as a worker.At the beginning, I made some money, but then something happened on the construction site, and both my parents were injured and died.

When the bad news came back then, when Zhuo Yihang thought that from then on, only his younger brother and himself were truly helpless orphans, it was as if the sky had fallen.Fortunately, things got serious, and the two brothers received a small amount of compensation, which was just enough for the two brothers' daily expenses.Later, Zhuo Yihang applied for a work-study stipend for the university he attended. On the other hand, he still worked three jobs in his spare time so that he could continue to support himself and his younger brother.

However, due to the death of both adults in the family, Zhuo Yifan was often made fun of by those friends in the local area.A few times, the other party really said too much, Zhuo Yifan also fought with the other party, but the whole body injury like today has never happened.

Zhuo Yihang is not a fool, looking at Yifan's injuries, he somehow knows that Yifan was bullied by the school.

Seeing his brother's sharp eyes, Yifan burst into tears, pulled back his arms and hugged his brother, sobbing, "Brother, I don't want to go to school anymore. I really don't want to go. They are looking for me all day He beat me and bullied me, said I was a wild child without parents, and said our family was a poor ghost."

"Brother... don't drive me back..."

The next day, Zhuo Yihang called his younger brother's school and negotiated with the teacher about Yifan being bullied by his classmates.But these are tantamount to futility, because there is no definite evidence, and because the families of the students pointed out by Yifan have somewhat local backgrounds, it is very difficult for the school to handle this matter.

The school's attitude is very clear, this is a fight between students, and the incident is not on campus, so there is no way to control it.However, the teacher granted leave and was willing to let Yifan not return to school for the time being.

The third year of junior high school is very critical. Some students took leave early to go to good schools in the province to be transfer students in order to take the provincial high school entrance exam.

Zhuo Yihang had no means and no money, so he could only let his younger brother live with him temporarily. He had to work part-time after school, so he left some money for Yifan to buy food, and let him study in the dormitory by himself.

He stayed with him for a week, and the next week, a classmate who passed the Guanyun exam with Zhuo Yifan came to him.That classmate is not from the same department as Zhuo Yihang and the others. When he first entered the school, he was full of rustic appearance. After one semester, he looked like a completely different person. I heard that he found a part-time job and made a good salary. This semester, he has moved to work outside Living.

Yihang and him have participated in several school associations and played ball together, so they still know each other.The man specially went to the restaurant where he worked, called him into the alley outside the back kitchen, and opened his mouth to ask him, "I heard you need money?"

Zhuo Yihang was quite abrupt when he asked him, so he asked him back: "How do you know?"

The fellow didn't hide anything, and said directly, "It was rumored that your younger brother lives in your dormitory, Zhuo Yihang, there is a rule in the school rules that no one from another school can stay in the dormitory. Aren't you an outstanding student? Forgot all of this?"

Zhuo Yihang fumbled into his trouser pockets with both hands, half-closed his eyes and was thinking about the problem. Seeing that he was silent, the other party continued, "Your brother has no place to stay in Nanjing, right? Why don't you let him live in my place."

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" This fellow is actually not the most acquainted, there are not many nosy people these days, and the other party is so enthusiastic, it is inevitable that Zhuo Yihang will not think about other aspects, but he thinks the most It was nothing more than helping the other party to complete their homework. Unexpectedly, the other party chuckled a few words, and said there, "I won't beat around the bush for you, let's talk to you directly. I guessed that your brother would have to spend money when he came to Nanjing." , I know your situation well, we all come out of Guanyun are the same. But look at me, I am fine now, I think Yihang you are worthy of making friends, I won’t say anything about others, I will give you pointers The way to get rich. You can earn a thousand yuan a month at most in this poor restaurant. If you hang out with me, I will let you earn a thousand a night. Don’t worry about what you do, and you can decide whether you want to do it there or not.”

In the evening, work was over early, and it was less than nine o'clock after washing all the dishes in the sink. Zhuo Yihang called his younger brother and asked him to write the paper in the dormitory by himself.

The fellow villager was quite persistent. He went to Yihang's store before nine o'clock to arrest him. Seeing that he had finished packing, he was put directly in a taxi.The car drove around Nanjing City for a short time, and stopped near the Drum Tower.After getting off the car, the fellow dragged Zhuo Yihang around again, and finally stopped at the back door of a building.

Zhuo Yihang was still hesitating, and his fellow countrymen didn't give him a chance to repent, and directly pulled him in.They went through the back door, Zhuo Yihang didn't even know he was taken there, and because he was curious about what this fellow countryman was doing part-time to get rid of poverty in the shortest time, so he followed them half doubtfully.

There were many winding corridors in that place, Zhuo Yihang had never been to a KTV, let alone a nightclub, so he was completely unfamiliar with this environment.It didn't take long for him to be taken to the office by his fellow countrymen. The fellow countryman knocked on the door, and when someone answered, he opened the door.

A few seconds later, Zhuo Yihang was pushed in front of a big brother by his fellow villagers.Everyone called that Brother Renwen, and the fellow villager pulled Zhuo Yihang to call him someone.

Zhuo Yihang only raised his eyebrows and didn't make a sound, but the other party spoke, asking a fellow from his hometown, "Sir, this is the classmate you mentioned? He's not bad looking, do you want to do this job voluntarily?"

The tone of the voice is hoarse and dull, and it sounds like the throat left by drinking and smoking all year round.The fellow villager smiled flatteringly, nodded and replied, "I'll just say he looks good, he's a schoolboy in our school. Brother Wen, he's short of money, do you think he'll do it?"

The person called Brother Wen gathered a pair of eagle eyes, scanned Zhuo Yihang up and down again, and said in his mouth: "It depends on him." Turning his head, he asked Zhuo Yihang, "Boy, it's voluntary." Do you know where this is?"

Zhuo Yihang shook his head.

"Are male publicists willing to do it? Are you short of money? If you do it well in one night, you can earn thousands of dollars."

"What male PR?"

When Zhuo Yihang asked, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

Brother Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It's a duck."

"Don't understand?" "It's a male jerk, who is comfortable serving others. Do you understand?"

The author has something to say: HI, I'm back again, and I'm starting to talk about Brother Xun.Maybe write a short story.Some things in the main text of Xicailu will be interspersed in Brother Xun's episode, I hope you like it.

In addition, Song Lan and Lu Xiang's postscript has been updated on my Weibo.Extract what you want to see yourself.

In fact, when I finished writing this article, I was mentally prepared to be scolded. The most important thing was that I was so hurt after the end of the last article "Big Shot", that I was scolded for depression.Fortunately, this article is okay, and not the most scolded people.Thank you to some friends who helped tweet, let more people know this story.