Wen Liang walked alone on the streets of Qingzhou after leaving Tan Xue's house. The bus he had just taken was the last one, and this place was a bit remote, so it was hard to find a taxi. Wen Liang scratched his head and looked around. The streets were a little eerily quiet. The wind blew through the treetops, making a hissing sound, adding a bit of horror to the night.
What should I do? Do I have to walk back
The General Administration of Telecommunications under the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications issued China's first national IC phone card, the Yellow River Card, in December 1995. I don't know who came up with such a great name, but soon after, street IC phone booths swept across China like the Yellow River flooding, which did not discredit the name. By 2005, 670 million IC cards had been issued nationwide, with total sales reaching 65.2 billion, creating a business miracle. And the Chinese people spent a full decade under this communication system, which brought great convenience to their daily lives.
China has since entered the era of smart cards. If you don’t have a dozen cards in your wallet when you go out, you’d feel embarrassed to say hello to others.
It was October 1995, and Wen Liang could not enjoy this treatment. All the shops and kiosks with public telephones had closed down. Reborn in 1995, Uncle Wen had never felt so helpless. He could only sigh to the sky: Why did he pretend to be like this earlier? Why not just take Zuo Yuxi's phone and use it? A reborn person who killed a deputy director with a wave of his hand was standing on the street in the cold wind, racking his brains for how to get home.
Wen Liang looked back every three steps, hoping to see the distinctive red roof light of a taxi, but it turned out to be so strange that he didn't even see a bicycle for a long time. When he met a taxi on the main road, it was not far from home, so Wen Liang simply ran home in one breath, just as if it was a physical exercise.
It was almost 11 o'clock when I got home. Fortunately, Wen Liang had been getting up at 6 o'clock in the morning to practice martial arts since his rebirth, and he had never stopped, otherwise he would have collapsed halfway through the journey. Ding Mei was still awake, yawning as she leaned on the sofa, turning the remote control in her hand back and forth. Many channels had no programs, and the screen was full of snowflakes.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ding Mei straightened up and asked listlessly, "You're back so late again? How about I talk to Teacher Si and tell him not to make up for it? Studying is not something that can be done in a short time, and your health is more important."
Wen Liang felt ashamed and sat over to hold Ding Mei's hand: "Mom, if I don't do well in the exam this time, will you be angry?"
Ding Mei rubbed his head and said with a smile: "How can my son not do well in the exam? He will definitely be able to do it. Don't worry, son, I have calculated it, you will definitely be in the top ten in the class this time!"
Not bad, at least not as bad as Si Yajing's Great Leap Forward.
Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Well, if you guess right this time, we won't have to work at the farm machinery factory anymore. We can just go to Fenkou Hutong and set up a stall to tell fortunes!"
Ding Mei laughed out loud. She was happy when she talked about the agricultural machinery factory. "This afternoon, a lot of people from the Organization Department, the Discipline Inspection Commission, the Workers' Committee, and the Municipal Light Industry Bureau went there. Director Liu of the Light Industry Bureau announced the punishment decision for Wei Gang. Didn't you see the scene at that time? The cheers of the workers almost tore down the shed of the venue..."
"If you do too much evil, you will eventually perish. It's a pity that the factory director has ended up like this. What should we do now? Has Zhang Changqing recovered and been discharged from the hospital?"
Ding Mei's eyes widened in surprise, "How did you know? Zhang Changqing will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and will return to the factory to take charge of the work."
Wen Liang pointed to his head and said with a smile: "Anyone with a brain would have thought of it..."
Ding Mei stood up happily and walked towards the bedroom yawning: "Come back early tomorrow and don't let me worry at home. Have you eaten? There is food left for you in the kitchen. If you are hungry, just heat it up and eat it. I'm going to sleep first because I have to go to work tomorrow morning."
Wen Liang then felt a little hungry. He had forgotten to eat at Zuo Yuxi's place that night. It was really a match made in heaven.
He slept very late that day, but woke up on time at six the next morning. After practicing the exercises from his previous life, Wen Liang gradually felt more and more energetic. No matter how tired he was during the day, he would rest for six hours at night and wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and energetic.
The most inconspicuous but also the most important thing that all those who have accomplished great things have in common is that they must have sufficient energy, which is a necessary prerequisite for handling complex events and coping with difficulties and obstacles.
After entering the campus and walking past the gymnasium, he saw Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning holding hands not far ahead, laughing from time to time. Wen Liang was curious and followed them secretly. As soon as he got close, he heard Xu Yao talking bad about him.
"You want Wen Liang to sing? What kind of song can that silly boy sing? He looks disabled and stupid. I've heard him sing and he's so tuneless that he scares everyone to death."
"No, I think his voice is okay, it's strong and powerful yet clear and melodious. He should be good at singing Jacky Cheung's songs, right?" Ning Xiaoning was a fair girl. "Also, I see you being so gentle and forgiving all the time. So this is how he is in your mind?"
"Hehe, let's not do that. I'll think of another way. Anyway, I won't let that stupid boy sing..."
Wen Liang suddenly thrust his head between their shoulders and said in a trembling voice like in Liao Zhai: "Who... is... saying bad things about... me..."
For an ordinary girl, her first reaction at this moment would definitely be to scream and jump to the sides, and then look down on the instigator with either coquettishness or fury. Unfortunately, Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning were not ordinary people.
The two of them stepped aside, one of them grabbed one of Wen Liang's arms, put his feet inward between his legs, and at the same time exerted force with his waist to throw him forward. Poor Uncle Wen was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by the two little lolis. His back hit the ground with a dull thud.
Throughout two spells, more than a decade of love-hate-dreams and gentle rejection, Dr. Xu spent the first half of her life in tears, lounging alone under a plane tree in front of the taekwondo museum, watching his never-ending backdrop. But Xu Yao was different after all. She wiped her tears overnight, packed her mood, had to give her a good beating on the field, and then told him that I liked you and that it was none of your business!
Unfortunately, after three failed attempts, Wen Liang was kicked back to 1995 in the fourth attempt, and her wish was still not fulfilled. (See Chapter 1 for details)
However, unexpectedly at this moment, Wen Liang was finally knocked to the ground by accident.
The moment Wen Liang fell to the ground, he suddenly recalled these past events in his mind. He felt a little sweet and a little sad at the same time. He closed his eyes and lay on the ground with a strange smile on his face. Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning saw that it was Wen Liang and exclaimed at the same time. When they saw him lying on the ground motionless, they couldn't help but panic and their faces turned pale.
This is different from the sand or cotton mat we usually use for training, this is solid concrete ground!
"Wenliang, Wenliang, are you okay?"
"What's wrong? Did you fall and get head hurt? Where does it hurt?"
Four little hands were rubbing around behind his head and chest, and the boneless tenderness mixed with the faint fragrance on his body was really comfortable. Wen Liang, the little bitch, moaned softly, and the ups and downs were so moving that she almost got the true teachings of the four great love action movie goddesses. The two little girls, as pure as blank sheets of paper, felt that there was something wrong with Wen Liang's cry, and it would make people blush and their bodies soften when they heard it.
Xu Yao was about to cry, and said: "Ningning, he... was he injured? Why is he screaming like this... like this..."
Ning Xiaoning was also confused and said, "You stay here and don't move him. I'm going to the infirmary."
Wen Liang burst out laughing, and the two girls were overjoyed. They grabbed his arms and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
Wen Liang opened his eyes, his face full of regret, and said, "What a pity, what a pity!"
Xu Yao was stunned for a moment and said, "What a pity?"
"It's a pity that it's not summer now. Why don't beautiful girls wear skirts?"
The two girls looked at each other, knowing that they had been fooled by this boy, and stood up at the same time. Ning Xiaoning snorted coldly, and Xu Yao looked down and said coldly: "It's not impossible to wear a skirt, let me step on it first." He raised his right foot to step on it, and Wen Liang quickly turned over and stood up, patting the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's just a joke, you guys made me fall so badly, you should let me take advantage of you."
"Pooh!"
Both women raised their heads first, then dropped their heads heavily, and uttered the word "Pooh" from their red lips at the most powerful point. They were equally beautiful, equally cute, and when they poohed, it was so pleasing to the eye, and it was wonderful beyond words.
From time to time, classmates passed by and tilted their heads to look over here. Xu Yao didn't want to be watched like a monkey, so she took Ning Xiaoning's hand and walked forward. Uncle Wen was shameless, so he followed him like nothing had happened. Anyway, his relationship with the two girls was already known to everyone, so there was no need to keep too far away at school.
"Well, classmate Xu Yao, someone just said that I am disabled, tone-deaf, dumb and stupid. Did you hear that?"
Xu Yao uttered a sigh, twisted her body a bit embarrassedly, and said to Ning Xiaoning: "I didn't hear it, did you hear it?"
Ning Xiaoning suppressed her laughter and said, "No, I didn't hear a word!"
"Yes, we didn't hear anything, so it must be your hallucination. Wen Liang, you are mentally ill and need to see a doctor."
Wen Liang was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could guess who he was from the few words he had just heard. He sang softly: "I would rather stay by your side like this, I would rather never forget you. I opened the window of love, but saw the long night and bleak day.
Ask if you would be willing to let me feel sad..."
Ning Xiaoning's eyes lit up, and she was obviously moved by Wen Liang's singing. She seemed to understand something, and after a glance at Xu Yao's face, she suddenly asked, "You've heard him sing, right?"