The student thinks about divorce every day

Lu Qian watched idly, and suddenly his eyes stopped.

He put his arms on the glass window, frowned, raised his body, and looked further back, but the driver just turned a corner, and the lawn on the side of the road blocked the passing figure just now.

It was a young man riding a bicycle, arching his waist ---

Very much like the Jiang Shaoze he saw yesterday.

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows, and in the next second, he looked away, and the corners of his mouth curled up indistinctly.

Forget it, he can follow if he likes, it's not a big deal anyway.

"Chaoyang Road."

The driver yelled and the bus stopped.

Lu Qian got out of the car by the back door, and keenly heard the sound of the shifting chain of the transmission on the rear side. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled down. Without looking back, he walked into the alley with his shoulder bag.

It wasn't until his figure was almost out of sight around the corner that a tall figure suddenly appeared from the backlight.

Jiang Shaoze quickly threw the mountain bike on the side of the road, and it was too late for the chain to catch up with Lu Qian.

He was angry and furtive, and even he felt that there was something wrong with him.

The Internet cafe that Lu Qian was going to was not far from the drop-off point, but it was at the innermost alley.

It's cold now, and there are few people walking around the neighborhood, which can almost be called deserted, only the sound of men and women arguing from time to time in the dilapidated apartment building.

Jiang Shaoze frowned even tighter, staring at Lu Qian's white figure, he almost wanted to rush up and take him away.

He really underestimated Lu Qian, how dare he come to this kind of place alone at night? !I was kidnapped and didn't know where to find someone.

Jiang Shaoze's air pressure became lower and lower, but he held back and did not rush directly.

Ten minutes later, a white figure flashed into a store with a dazzling sign of "Century Computer City". Jiang Shaoze's eyes were almost dripping with blackness.

If it wasn't for a black shop, he and Lu Qian had the last names!

The place was too small, and it was on the second floor, so it was difficult for Jiang Shaoze to go in again. He had a dark face, and his tall figure leaned against the backlight of the street lamp, staring at the broken ground without blinking.

Jiang Shaoze's anger was too obvious, and Lu Qian heard him gasping for anger several times on the road, and couldn't help but feel amused and fluctuating.

wait for tomorrow...

Coax him with something delicious.

Lest this big dog make himself angry.

Lu Qian opened the rubber-like curtain, and as soon as he entered the door, the smoky air made him frown uncontrollably, and suppressed a low cough twice.

There are not so many particulars in this kind of store. There are about [-] computers in a small space. There are customers of all ages from their teens to their thirties. It was a middle-aged fat man, who was nestled behind the table next to the door. When he heard the movement, he pointed to the white paper hanging on the wall without raising his head:

"Underage is not accepted, one order is two yuan..."

"Uncle Chen, it's me." Lu Qian said.

The shopkeeper raised his head when he heard this, his two small eyes narrowed into a small slit, and after confirming that it was Lu Qian, he patted his legs and stood up cheerfully:

"Oh, it's Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, I heard that you transferred to No. [-] Middle School? Isn't your father all--, hey, don't mention him. What are you doing when you transfer to No. [-] Middle School? By the way, you gave me the last time My son won that set of questions, more than half of them! He even came back with a certificate last semester, uncle hasn’t thanked you yet—”

The owner's voice was uncontrollably excited, Lu Qian's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Uncle Chen has helped me a lot, so don't be polite to me."

The boy was wearing a simple black and white school uniform, with a white coat outside.Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes still have a little youthful innocence, as clean as a young master who was raised by a rich family.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but regret twice, and took him to the machine: "It's okay, it's okay, live a good life with your mother and sister."

Lu Qian quietly followed behind him, answering twice from time to time.

At this time, the Internet cafe was basically full. The shop owner found a machine for him from among the people, turned it on, and the old machine made a dull running sound, and it turned on after 2 minutes.

The shopkeeper frowned while checking the computer and cursing:

"Just half a month after repairing, it got stuck like this again—"

He clicked the mouse to clear all the operations, Lu Qian glanced at the desktop, and suggested: "This is all saved, right? It's better to keep it, I don't need to play games today."

The shop owner said impatiently: "How can there be that memory for them! Talk back and forth, keep the file, love will come or not!"

Lu Qian didn't say anything more.

The owner cleaned up the computer, gave up the seat to Lu Qian, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"You don't need to give the money. When you have free time, go and press the questions for your brother. I will give you a big red envelope after the Chinese New Year."

Lu Qian dodged a little without a trace, raised his head and said to him seriously:

"Okay, but betting on the questions actually has no effect on the senior high school entrance examination. You still need to learn the knowledge from the books in order to master it."

The shop owner didn't think too much about it, he just wanted his son to score more in the test so that he could show off in front of his relatives, so he flicked and waved away.

Lu Qian put down his schoolbag and opened the penguin.

What he has to do today is very simple, as long as he wants the money back.

Lu Qian's "clients" were all introduced by a person named "Brother Lin" on the Internet, and the two of them got in touch by chance.

Brother Lin's job is to be an "intermediary" business that introduces major online game hosts and customers. He is basically online [-]/[-], and he is happy to give money. As soon as Lu Qian mentioned it, he immediately transferred money to his card and sent a screenshot of the transfer.

Hearing that Lu Qian would not come later, he regretfully persuaded him for a long time.

Lu Qian replied a few words symbolically, and turned off the computer after only about ten minutes.

When going out, Lu Qian greeted the owner of the shop. The man was addicted to fighting the landlord, without raising his head, he waved his hand: "It's over so early? Get out, or you won't be able to catch the last bus if it's too late."

Lu Qian let out a "hmm", opened the thick door curtain, a gust of cold air rushed to his face, it was so cold that he blinked his eyelashes that seemed to be frosted instantly.

"Frozen to death, damn it."

"Brother Nan, let's go in quickly, he turned his head!"

"...Fuck, I'm afraid of him!"

Cursing conversations sounded not far from the door, and a few seconds later, several young men with prickly hair and short hair and harsh features appeared in Lu Qian's vision.

The leader was bald, with his hands in his pockets, and walked aggressively, swearing at the top of his voice,

"Today's mother's luck is really bad, and I will have a few words to vent my anger in a while!"

The younger brother who followed him immediately said: "Yes, Brother Nan, you are only three levels away, let's not think about that girl for now."

Lu Qian brushed past them with his expression unchanged.

Those people came to the door, raised their eyelids and glanced at the back of Lu Qian who had gone away. Cao Zhennan in the middle looked fiercely, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the iron sheet on the sand:

"Fuck, they're all a bunch of little boys."

"Brother Nan, what's the matter?"

the younger brother asked him.

Cao Zhennan looked away cursing, coughed and spit on the ground, and stepped in with splayed steps: "Come on, prescribe three o'clock for me."

The younger brother immediately yelled "Okay", and went to the shopkeeper to pay the money.

Cao Zhennan went straight to the computer that Lu Qian had just used, and sat down gloomyly.

In fact, his legs are still a little limp, and his stomach took a fucking month to heal, and he was forced to listen to his father's cursing for a month.

Jiang Shaoze's hands are as heavy as a fucking weight.

Cao Zhennan's face was printed with a blue light from the power on, and his expression was very sinister.

Didn't his mother lose his face just like that?

Cao Zhennan moved the mouse twice and clicked hard.

But when his mother went to fight Jiang Shaoze, he was really a little bit scared.

When these grandsons yelled against his face, each one became louder than the other, but as a result, his mother Jiang Shaoze was so scared that she pulled him away as soon as she made a move.

Jiang Shaoze was ruthless, but he was still measured. At least Cao Zhennan didn't hurt his spleen, and he was discharged from the hospital in a week, but he had no face to go back to school.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, Cao Zhennan cursed: "Damn."

The mini game interface is opened.

Cao Zhennan barely suppressed his temper and looked for his own archive records.

The more he looks, the darker his expression becomes.

"Brother Nan, pay the money, let's go to the KTV at the South Gate after we've had fun—"

"My fucking game record!"

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remember this bald head