Dodder Pampering Handbook

After entering university, Sanzhi has been training in the national team steadily, and usually spends much less time with Zhong Ting. The two of them will be tired of being together, kissing and hugging, and chatting about Sanzhi's upcoming game.

Without Sanzhi's company, Zhong Teng also focused on his studies.

His admission to the best media university in China was something that his family never thought of. Zhong Meili was happy every day, and praised her son when she met everyone.

Every time Zhong Cheng saw her, he felt guilty besides guilt.

Zhong Meili began to ask him if he had a girl he liked, and when she was an adult, she could date. When she got married and had children, she would retire and take care of the children for him at home.

This kind of thinking cannot be said to be wrong, but Zhong Cheng is helpless.

Fortunately, the teacher in the department saved him with a phone call. Zhong Teng told his parents that he is now helping the professor and is busy every day, and most of the girls around him are reporters. woman with traces.

Sure enough, Zhong Meili smacked her lips when she heard it, which is a pity.

Zhong Meiliang persuaded her from the side: "My son is still young and hasn't made a career yet. Why do you think so far away now?"

They played in the capital for a few days and didn't ask Zhong Ting to serve them. Before leaving, Zhong Meiliang left another 10 yuan for Zhong Ting.

He knew that his son liked to buy a house, but he was afraid that he would have no money, so he simply brought a card when he came to the capital this time, as a gift for him to enter university.

Zhong Teng didn't refuse the kindness, but the guilt in his heart was even stronger.

He didn't know how to face his parents. If the matter with Sanzhi was made public, would Zhong Meili be able to bear it?

They are great parents.

But Zhong Ting was destined to disappoint them.

Shaking his head, Zhong Teng put these thoughts behind him and devoted himself to the school.

He changed his behavior style in high school, and after entering the university, he ran for president and served as monitor, and successfully became acquainted with a professor.

I often accompany this professor on unannounced visits and help him write books.

Professors are very rare in this era, but the one Zhong Cheng knew was about 50 years old, and his hair was mostly gray. When I saw him for the first time on campus, he was wearing a tattered padded jacket, revealing the blackness inside. cotton wool.

Riding a bicycle through the campus, he bumped into a flower bed beside him in a daze. Zhong Teng and a few classmates helped him up the bicycle, and then the professor seemed to be staring at him.

The professor's name was Zang Chuanxing, who was one of the first students admitted to university that year. He invited Zhong Teng to his home, and after several inquiries, he finally revealed what he was doing.

He is writing a book, tentatively titled "Domestic Labor Market Survey". I have polished this book for many years, and only recently have I touched some tricks.

Zhong Teng honestly asked what he could do to help him. Zang Chuanxing smiled honestly and admitted that when Zhong Teng helped him up that day, he felt the muscles on his arm. .

So he came up with the idea that he wanted Zhong Ting, a freshman, to be his assistant and help him explore some secrets. The most important thing is that Zhong Teng runs fast, so that if he is discovered, he can run out in time and help him find him. Things are publicized.

Zhong Ting was silent, always feeling that what this boss was about to do was dangerous.

Zang Chuanxing was honest and kind: "If this happens, your name will definitely be in the domestic industry in the future. Don't worry, I will never let you be in danger. Even if there is, I will be in danger."

Zhong Teng wants to go to the World Youth Championship next year. He knows that there are many students in the school who are eyeing this competition. Most of them are masters, or graduate students, or seniors who have already achieved certain achievements. He wants to go. Must show real strength.

At least this time is a very good opportunity.

Zhong Cheng agreed to Zang Chuanxing.

The first thing Zang Chuanxing had to do was to ask Zhong Cheng to go to school to suspend his studies, and Zhong Cheng had to follow his orders.

After greeting Sanzhi in a hurry, Zhong Teng changed into his teacher's clothes, and was taken to board the train winding north.

His exposed ankles were still white and clean, but he was wearing a ragged cotton coat and trousers in winter, showing most of his calf, looking sloppy.

When Zang Chuanxing got on the train, he seemed to be a different person. He squatted on the ground without hesitation, surrounded by a strong smell of sweat, and the carriage was crowded with migrant workers.

Zhong Cheng hesitated for a few seconds, and was dragged by the teacher to squat on the ground.

"You will call me Dad from now on, remember."

Zhong Teng didn't know what he was going to do, so he nodded in agreement.

At this time, instant noodles were still a rare item, and few people in the carriages ate them. When it was time for meals, most people took out plastic bags from their pockets, took out steamed buns and pancakes from layers of packages, and stretched their necks after chewing a few mouthfuls. Swallow dry food abruptly.

Zang Chuanxing also imitated their example, bought a steamed bun from someone next to him for [-] yuan, and broke half of it to Zhong Cheng.

After eating steamed buns, the train staggered into the tunnel. During the long ten-hour journey, most people on board fell asleep.

Although Zhong Teng was uncomfortable, the sleepiness was not strong.

Especially at this time, he thinks about Sanzhi especially, and thinks about the nights he spent with him.

He closed his eyes and fell into imagination, and suddenly felt that his pocket was touched. He was about to reach out to grab it, but was held down by the teacher.

After a rustling sound, after waiting for more than half an hour, Zang Chuanxing turned over and his lips trembled unconsciously.

Zhong Cheng heard him say, "Let them steal."

Zang Chuanxing really fell asleep this time, and when he woke up again, he found that the dozens of dollars on his body had disappeared, and he cried anxiously, "It's the money for taking the baby to the doctor! Who the hell put me Money stolen!"

After his long cry, everyone in the same car knew that the big tall boy standing next to him was a fool with brain problems.

It's a pity, Bai Chang is so handsome.

Sympathy belongs to sympathy, and no one has come forward to say who the thief is.

In this way, when they arrived in Shandi, they got off the car.

At this time, Zhong Cheng and the others had no money on them.

Zhong Cheng looked at Zang Chuanxing, "Old... Dad, what shall we do now?"

Zang Chuanxing shrank his shoulders and squinted at him: "Now you are a fool, remember to talk less and act according to my wink."

Everything seemed premeditated, and Zang Chuanxing took him to beg all the way, passed by countless villages and farmers, and arrived in the city.

Just as Zang Chuanxing promised, although what they did was dirty and dangerous, he protected Zhong Ting very well and always gave him clean food, and he ate dirty ones.

After more than a month like this, without taking a bath, and being exposed to the wind and sun all day, Zhong Cheng quickly turned dark, rough and thin, his hair and beard grew, and he was silent all day long, looking like a fool.

Zang Chuanxing also lost a lot of weight, like a shriveled old man. Finally, one day, after he had diarrhea for several days and caught a cold, he "thumped" and fell to the ground.

The "fool" Zhong Teng dragged him along half the street, attracting countless eyes, but finally he just squatted on the dirt beside Zang Chuanxing and let the kind-hearted people next to him make irresponsible remarks. "The interpretation is vivid.

In the afternoon, most of the spectators dispersed, and Zhong Cheng finally found the target he was waiting for, a middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body, squatting next to Zang Chuanxing, brushing up his hair, making sure that he is not dead, and right Zhong Cheng sent out an invitation.

"I will treat your father, give you food and a place to live, and you will work for me, how about it?"

He smiled kindly, and as he talked and talked, the people around him were also persuading Zhong Ting to follow him. Such a kind person is rare these days.

Zhong Cheng repeated blankly: "Eat?"

The man smiled at Mimi: "Steamed buns, do you want to eat?"

Zhong Teng walked with the man with Zang Chuanxing on his back, walked a long way, was led around on a motorcycle, and finally arrived at an outcropping mine.

Although Zhong Teng had a premonition of what the teacher was going to do, but at this time, he couldn't help but feel that Zang Chuanxing was really bold, no wonder he wanted to find a helper.

The two entered the mine and were placed in a very dark room, which was smelly and dirty. There were five or six people lying here and there. As soon as they entered, the door was closed from the outside.

Zang Chuanxing fell ill and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. On the second day, Zhong Cheng was taken by someone and pushed into the mine, where he worked numbly with a group of mentally challenged people. The kind fat man waved his whip and said deceptively: Come on, let you eat steamed buns at noon!"

This work lasted for twenty hours, and they ate a meal of moldy steamed buns in the middle. Some people couldn't bear it, and they lay in the dirty cinders crying and were beaten by the man with a whip.

After suffering like this for a whole day, when Zhong Teng went out from the mine, he felt that his legs were going weak.

It was not easy for Zang Chuanxing. He was put there, and no one cared about his life. There were half-dead people lying around him. Knowing that no one was paying attention to this room, he took out the medicine hidden in his clothes and swallowed it with difficulty. , I was groggy for another day, and finally got up the next day.

Zhong Cheng went down to the mine every day, and the camera secretly placed on his body was always working. Zang Chuanxing was in that room, filming one after another disabled people who were sent in.

A week later, the smell in the room got worse, and Zang Chuanxing decided that the filming of the two of them was over and they should leave.

This is not a simple matter, otherwise so many "fools" who were deceived would have run away long ago, and there are people patrolling the mine all the time, day and night, holding homemade earthen guns, which looks full of deterrence.

After two days of observation, Zang Chuanxing finally found a loophole in their patrol, allowing Zhong Teng to escape from the mine at night and go out to call the police.

The unannounced visit, which lasted four months, is finally over.

In two more months, Sanzhi will stand in front of the world and make his mark.

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