muddy boy

It was getting late, and the lights in the book bar were turned on early. Under the lively and warm lights, Chen Linhu's eyes were cold and cold. The warm light shone on his face, but it didn't melt the thin frost between his brows.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, turned his head slightly to look at the dumbfounded high-profile boy in front of him, and repeated what he said just now: "Do you know how much my pair of shoes cost?"

"You are sick," the high-profile boy came back to his senses, and couldn't help being furious, "Isn't it a shame that my legs are so long?"

"Don't blame me," Chen Linhu said, "If you can walk well, why not trip over my feet?"

This kind of rhetoric and logic was almost shameless, which made several 307 members at the same table open their mouths.

Chen Linhu is not easy to get along with. He looks fierce, has a bad temper, and is not very friendly to others. It is difficult to quickly integrate into the small group. But after a few days of military training and being ridiculed by the instructors together, the rest of the people have gradually accepted Chen Linhu. With this setting, after getting used to it, some of Chen Linhu's shortcomings gradually turned into advantages - at least talking less and worrying less.

Unexpectedly, in Chen Linhu's already rotten factory settings, there is the addition of "shameless".

The high-profile man laughed angrily at the crooked remarks: "Then what do you want to pay for your shoes?"

"Okay, let's go." The girl who came with him was already annoyed, and she also saw that Chen Linhu was a little deliberate, so she gave the boy a hand.

"Where to go," the boy shook off her hand, "I have to talk about it."

"No need to pay," Chen Linhu pulled two napkins from the table, "You shine my shoes."

If Chen Linhu's attitude before was unreasonable, then now he has been promoted to be arrogant and unassuming. From head to toe, he has lost the calmness he usually pretends to have. It is sharp light.

Zhang Xunguang could feel the vigor emanating from his sitting posture leaning against the back of the chair, he was a model who wanted to write "What are you doing" on his face.

The commotion of several people quickly attracted the attention of other guests in the book bar. The high-profile man valued his face more than his life, his face was bruised, and he ignored the persuasion of the girl who came together, and stretched out his hand to tear Chen Linhu's clothes Leader: "Are you fucking looking for a fight?!"

The rest of 307, who had been on the sidelines and hesitated whether to speak up, became anxious. Zhou Zhuangzhuang jumped up from his seat: "Chen Lin——"

Before the last word came out of his mouth, the high-profile man's wrist was already held by Chen Linhu, and he pressed down suddenly, and the high-profile man's hand was smashed on the table with a "bang".

Chen Linhu stood up, still clutching his wrist with great strength, the boy gritted his teeth in pain, but because Chen Linhu pressed his hand, he had to lean forward to keep his balance.

Zhou Zhuangzhuang immediately sat back and rubbed his wrist subconsciously.

There was an explosion in the book bar, and there were buzzing whispers everywhere. Even Ding Yule, who had already walked out, turned back and looked up.

Seeing that the commotion continued, Zhang Xun would really start a fight, so he hurriedly gave Wu Yue a wink, and the two walked towards the center of the commotion.

"I'll give you a chance to choose. I'll let go now. If you apologize, this will end the story," Chen Linhu whispered in the boy's ear, "Either go out now and make gestures."

The boy's face changed several times, and his cheeks bulged from gritting his teeth.

Chen Linhu didn't realize it when he was sitting just now, but now he stood up, as if he was sitting on a hill, making people fearful.

The annoyance and resentment at the beginning were all weakened after being covered by Chen Linhu's shadow at this moment, and replaced by the timidity born after weighing.The boy looked at Chen Linhu, his unkind eyes flickered, and he didn't say yes or no.

Chen Linhu didn't mind at all whether he said it or not, he simply let go of it after he finished speaking.

The high-profile man straightened up quickly. He was still looking down at Chen Linhu just now, but now his position was reversed, and he was the one looking up.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the girl behind the high-profile man had already stabbed him several times because he felt ashamed, and the high-profile man twitched his mouth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Okay, I see, it's just a misunderstanding, I ..."

The voice behind was too vague to hear clearly.

"Ah?" Chen Linhu looked down at him.

The high-profile man took a breath, and repeated it in a cold tone: "I'm sorry, is that okay?"

Zhang Xun was stunned when he heard this sentence as soon as he came over, and his eyes met Chen Linhu's.

Chen Linhu looked at Zhang Xun without any trace, then looked away, said "oh" lightly, sat back on his seat, ignored the boy, and said without raising his head: "Who is that, waiter, come on A serving of fries."

After finishing speaking, he continued to drink his already cold latte, and let the high-profile man slap him up and down with his still dissatisfied gaze.

This series of events happened too quickly, and it was over before the members of 307 figured out the logic.Zhou Zhuangzhuang, like Shang Qinghua, should eat and drink like a normal person. It was a little unnatural to be a senior, but he still reconciled with each other: "He has a bad temper, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Then he also grabbed another The fries in the plate tasted good.

Fang Qingchen turned his face away in a direction that others couldn't see clearly, and he didn't turn back until now, trying to reduce the sense of presence as much as possible.

The girl who came with the high-profile man felt ashamed and thrown into grandma's house this time. She took him by the arm and forcibly led him to the door, muttering in a low voice: "I won't come to this store again in half a year. .”

When the two passed by Zhang Xun, Zhang Xun heard the boy's hateful voice: "Why don't you come! The shop is a good shop, but you can put everyone in it, and I will definitely come back next time..."

He couldn't hear the words behind, and he had already been pulled out of the door of the book bar.

Ding Yule, who was following Zhang Xun, made way for those two people, and when they were completely out of sight, he whispered to Zhang Xun excitedly: "Mr. Zhang, did you see that, Brother Hu? It's amazing." After a pause, he added, "This Brother Hu, not that Brother Hu."

Zhang Xun thought to himself, I still use this sentence from you?But he didn't make a sound, "This Brother Hu" was sitting on the seat, looking at him from a few steps away. Fortunately, there was still a hairline pressing there, otherwise Zhang Xun estimated that his eyebrows would be raised.

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There is also a little pride after letting out a sigh of relief.

It's normal for him to be unable to hold back his temper at this age, but it's a bit fatal if he blows up like a second kicker.

Zhang Xun really wanted to smoke right now, he didn't even think about it when he was scolded as a bad boy just now, but now he wanted to reach out for a cigarette in his trouser pocket as if he couldn't help it.

In the end, he could only swallow another piece of mint candy, and the cool taste hit his brain, barely squeezing out Chen Linhu's arrogant face with bright eyes.

"Hurry up and go home," Zhang Xun slammed Ding Yule to the door, "I'm going to fry a huge portion of French fries for that green forest hero."

On the day the military training in the 307 dormitory ended, I was half full after eating French fries.

During the period, several people chatted about what happened just now. Zhou Zhuangzhuang and monk Qinghua described how ugly the boy's face was like beating chicken blood. The first-class seniors are used to peacemaking, and they only agreed with a smile. Fang Qing frowned slightly. Gao Xing: "That's from the student union..."

"Don't be silly," Zhou Zhuangzhuang said disapprovingly, "I'm not afraid of Chen Linhu, if you care about this, it's boring."

Fang Qing could only keep his mouth shut.

Chen Linhu was not worried about this, his eyes drifted away a few times, there were many people in the book bar at the moment, Zhang Xun and Wu Yue were busy with their feet on the ground, except for the french fries that Zhang Xun gave just now, the two of them hadn't Speak up.

Chen Linhu felt that Zhang Xun really had to admit that his solution to the problem was of practical value this time.

After eating, I walked out of the book bar. It was already dark.Today is Saturday, as soon as the military training and parade ended in the morning, the group of freshmen herded their sheep in the middle of the afternoon, and enthusiastically devoted themselves to the nightlife on the university campus.

Zhou Zhuangzhuang and the others were not from Baoxiang. Some wanted to go back to the dormitory, some went to the Internet cafe all night, and Chen Linhu wanted to take advantage of the weekend to go home to the courtyard and give a thought report to old Chen to prove that he had a good time in college.

A group of people spread out to move freely, Chen Linhu turned around and was about to walk towards the station, when someone behind him called him, "Where are you going?"

Chen Linhu turned his head, Zhang Xun pushed the door out from the book cafe and stood at the door.

"Go home," Chen Linhu replied, "No bed checks on Saturdays."

Zhang Xun said "Oh", and hurriedly pointed to the place where he parked his electric car: "I'm going to leave too, just wait a moment, I'll give you a ride along the way."

His little eDonkey felt like it was about to fall apart every time he looked at it. Chen Linhu always felt that it might die halfway at any time, but Zhang Xun didn't give Chen Linhu time to refuse, so he went back to the book after he finished speaking.

Chen Linhu found Zhang Xun's old electric donkey in a row of electric bicycles under the tree. After standing beside him for a few minutes, Zhang Xun took off his work apron and came out with two bags in his hand.

"Milk tea and bread, one bag is mine, and you take the other bag back," Zhang Xun put the bag in the front basket of the small e-donkey, "Hey, does Mr. Chen drink coffee? Wu Yue didn't hear it, so I made more American."

"Drink it," Chen Linhu said, "Anyway, I didn't frown when I saw him drinking Chinese medicine."

Zhang Xun was amused by his comparison. He stepped on the electric car while laughing, turned his head and patted the back seat: "Special seat, you don't get this kind of treatment when you squeeze the bus, you have to stand all the way."

First time acquaintance and second time familiarity, Chen Linhu already had experience when he squeezed into Zhang Xun's broken car, when to stretch his legs to maintain balance, and when to tighten his arms to stabilize himself, he did it methodically.

The small eDonkey shuttles through the night, blends into the traffic, and nimbly avoids the fruit and vegetable stalls that are sneakily pulled to the non-motorized lane at night, and the damaged mottled ground of the small town appears from time to time.

Zhang Xun's loose clothes were inflated, and the hem of the clothes swept across Chen Linhu's face from time to time. He pressed it down and floated up again, blowing against Chen Linhu's lips and chin along with the wind in the early autumn night.

"Did your roommates say anything?" Zhang Xun's voice was caught in the wind.

"Let's say it," Chen Linhu replied, "I didn't remember."

Zhang Xun was a little helpless: "I know you don't like what happened today, but you are pretending to be blind anyway, why are you so restless?"

"If you can hold your breath, there's nothing you don't like." Chen Linhu felt that his idea of ​​proving to Zhang Xun that he was out of Ding Yule's category was ruthlessly suppressed, and impatiently waved away the hem of his clothes that was sweeping up his chin again, "Not as smooth as you."

"Misunderstood, I didn't want to reprimand you," Zhang Xun could tell from his tone that he had misunderstood, "I just think you're going to stumble sooner or later with your temper that is always messing around."

Chen Linhu remembered the old Chen Tou's sentence "You have to say that you gnawed mud voluntarily if you fell on the ground", and said "yes" lightly: "If you plant it, you will plant it."

It's really stubborn.Zhang Xun thought to himself, if others don't turn back if they don't bump into the south wall, this one dares to bump his head against any random wall.

"If you grow up, you may be round." Zhang Xun still didn't forget that Chen Linhu ran on him, and said with a smile, "Anyone who crawls out of the womb will be round. Everyone has their own shape. If there are more, it will be unified, from square to round."

Chen Linhu came up with his own theory: "There are also people who fall too much and just lie on their stomachs. They don't need to be rounded, and they don't need to fall again."

Zhang Xun was stunned while riding the bike, feeling that he was about to fall into Chen Linhu's thinking trap.

"I can't be round," Chen Linhu said again, "I landed squarely, with all four sides straight, so I can't bend."

His voice rose with the stars in the gradually sinking night, Zhang Xun couldn't help laughing.

Chen Linhu didn't know what he was laughing at, and didn't want to continue the nonsense topic, so he suddenly asked after a while: "Zhang Xun, did you hear that just now?"

"Hear what?" Zhang Xun didn't know why.

Chen Linhu said: "I heard that idiot apologize."

Zhang Xun feels that the little eDonkey seems to be very brisk, and the receding lights of thousands of families around them become elongated light strips when traveling through the universe. He also took people to the aisle of the fantasy land, and he could hear his own heartbeat while driving.

"Thank you," Zhang Xun turned his hands away and patted Chen Linhu's bent knee, "help me vent my anger."

"Are you calm?" Chen Linhu asked.

Zhang Xun Zhile: "It went smoothly, this time it really went smoothly, I have to admit that sometimes I still have to work hard."

They crossed sidewalks with green lights, amidst the cacophony of square dancers and screaming children.

Zhang Xun heard Chen Linhu say: "Well, then I'm fine."

Facts have proved that only the bricks of culture, the iron rod of knowledge and the fist of unreasonableness can help people breathe.

Of course, for Chen Linhu at this moment, Zhang Xun's submissiveness is fine.