Strange Life of a Cat

Chapter 422: (Final) (3)

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Cats go to group fights? Hey, why should I say it again? Er Mao was puzzled, and went back to the room to sit down and ponder the reason.

On the fourth floor, the general looked at the guy who had just sung a duet with him and now went out for a walk with those cats. He didn't even glance at this side. He couldn't help stepping on the iron net surrounding the balcony, while stepping on the iron net. , while shouting: "Let me out! Let me out! Let me out~ go~~"

Professor Tan, who was talking on the phone, brought a small kettle and pointed to the watermelon seedlings in the flowerpot on the ground, "Good boy, let's plant watermelons."

In the past, the general was so irritable that Professor Tan gave it a distraction, but this time the general gave up and still stepped on the iron net.

Ermao took a deep breath, put on the headphones, and decided not to hear anything outside the window.

When is this day going to end

Extra five

The bell rang for the end of class, and after the teachers in each class went out, the students in the classroom also began to move.

Along the corridor outside a long row of classrooms, the teachers who passed by with textbooks and the students who came out for activities all looked curiously at the two people standing in the corridor, some of which were ridiculed and contemptuous. In the eyes of the students, those who were punished by the teacher were all "bad students". Naturally, they were not very friendly to bad students. Some students who passed by didn't bother to look sideways and ignored them completely.

Among the two people who were punished, the student on the left had a smiling face and looked a little rude. This person was also well-known in several nearby classes, because this person was thick-skinned and belonged to repeated teaching. Repeated offenders, typical of the tail of a crane. At this moment, this person is talking to the classmates who came out of the classroom, and he has no self-consciousness to stand up for punishment.

The man on the right has his head down and his face is expressionless. Of course, because he has his head down, even if he has an expression, he won't let his classmates see it.

"Hey, why are these two people in your class being punished to stand?" Someone in the next class asked someone they knew in a low voice.

"You know Song Ning from our class, right?" The person being asked gave a "you know" look.

Several students around have a "Oh, so it is" expression.

Song Ning from Class 3 is a beautiful person with good grades and a good personality. Every time she takes the top ten exams, the teachers in each class have mentioned her in the class, and many people are chasing her, but Song Ning is not that interesting at all. A class of good students.

In less than half a day, Jiao Wei and Cheng Feng from Class 3 had a fight because of Song Ning, and they were punished by the class teacher to stand for one morning. The whole grade knew that there were many people in each class who loved to gossip. enough time to let them know about it.

Standing there, Cheng Feng still had the mind to talk to the passing classmates. With a snort, he pouted towards Jiao Wei and complained to a few well-connected friends: "Psychopath, it's not like a joke." He said Sometimes it's a bit random. I didn't expect to make a joke casually, and this kid Jiao Wei would fight with himself. As for what, it's really... fuck.

After the morning class was over and after school, the two were led by the head teacher to the office to continue their education.

In the face of the head teacher's spitting reprimand, both of them bowed their heads, but their moods were completely different. One felt that it didn't matter, and it was enough to endure the reprimand, while the other felt embarrassed.

Standing in the corridor for half a day in the morning for people to "watch", Jiao Wei already felt embarrassed enough. Now he is being trained by the head teacher. Hearing the more and more harsh words of the head teacher, Jiao Wei clenched his fists. Whip after whip, something in my heart seemed to burst out.

"Do you know what you guys look like? You guys are like rat shit that fell into a pot of good porridge! If you're bad, you're going to bring the whole class to follow you and humiliate you, just like you who were famous in junior high school called Xiao or something. Same, scum! Social trash!"

The head teacher is very young, just 30 years old. I heard that he graduated from a famous normal college in the country. He has only been the head teacher for two years. , whoever touches the line will start the angry youth mode and start training. Some people say that the head teacher does not speak euphemistically, and is rather mean and ruthless. Jiao Wei and Cheng Feng hit the gun again today, and he wouldn't stop unless he was happy, and he didn't even think about eating lunch.

The head teacher didn't think that the people in front of him would dare to resist, even if Cheng Feng, the "old fritters", was pulled over and trained no less than ten times, no accident happened.

The teacher's table in front of him was overturned, and the person who flipped the table was Jiao Wei who usually had no "bad deeds", even Cheng Feng, the "old fritters", widened his eyes in surprise.

The head teacher responded quickly. After being stunned, he became even more angry. He looked at Jiao Wei and said, "What do you want? Overturn the table, heh! He has a bigger temper than me! I can't even ask you a few words? If you can, don't come to school. Attend class!!"

Jiao Wei turned around and walked out, ignoring the words of the head teacher behind him.

So, on the same day, Jiao Wei got into a fight with his classmates, stood in the corridor outside the class and was fined for half a day, and then flipped the table with the head teacher. Soon, the head teacher asked Jiao Wei's parents to talk.

In the afternoon, Jiao Wei went back to their shop near the school to rent a house, but he didn't go to the school. After his parents were called by the head teacher to talk to him, he came back to Jiao Wei and stopped talking. The money went to give gifts to the head teacher and the school leaders, please have a meal or something. No matter how Jiao Wei is going to go back to school, he is also worried that the school will record Jiao Wei’s demerit. I don’t know if it will be recorded in the file. Listening to the head teacher's words, the school might focus on Jiao Wei. The head teacher didn't really want to stab it up, it's really known to everyone, isn't it still himself and his class who are embarrassed? But at that time, a school leader happened to pass by, and he was caught.

"Go buy some high-end things. The people in this town are no better than those in our village. They have a high vision. If you want to eat, go to the royal court or the royal court. I heard that if you want to go there for dinner, five thousand yuan is enough. , should I go get some more?"

Jiao Wei's parents were discussing, and when they took the money from the cabinet, they happened to be seen by Jiao Wei who came out.

He heard what his parents said just now, and looked at the wad of money in his father's hand, and he didn't know what it was like. My parents wake up early every day, and want to split a dime into several parts, but at this time they took the money very decisively and did not hesitate at all. Five thousand yuan was a busy few months for their family.

After entering high school, he didn't focus on his studies. Jiao Wei has always been ranked in the middle and lower reaches, and he didn't think about how many books he must read in the future. When he came out, he really thought that if he didn’t study in the future, he wouldn’t be able to do anything on his own. Many people in the village went out to work, and they could send a lot of money home every year. who cannot survive.

"Don't go, I don't read anymore." Jiao Wei said in a hoarse voice.

"What are you talking about, how can you not read it?!" The first one who strongly objected was Jiao Wei's mother, and the most frugal women were opposed to it at this time.

"Yes, we can't stop reading. It's alright. You wait at home first. I'll find the teacher. Don't worry." Jiao Wei's father said.

Jiao Wei's father usually likes to talk about the friend who went to teach at Chuhua University in the provincial capital. Compared with himself, he naturally hopes that Jiao Wei will learn from others to read big books. The couple used to serve the land, and later did a small business. Although they were barely considered businessmen, their temperament was still the same as before. They were simple and honest. Haven't done it before, and consulted others when they came back.

Jiao Wei has seen people in their school looking for school leaders. In a word, with the style of those leaders, when a low-level citizen like them goes to ask for help, they have to bring money and gifts, but not self-respect. Boneless.

After his parents went out, Jiao Wei didn't stay at home. He was in a panic, feeling aggrieved, regretful, guilt, resentment, and other unexplainable things. He wanted to cry for no reason, but couldn't.

Unable to stay in the house, Jiao Wei simply went out and walked aimlessly.

It was already dark at night. Jiao Wei walked through the brightly lit streets and continued along the increasingly deserted road. When he was tired, he rested for a while and continued walking. The further you go, the wider the road. This side is farther from the town center, and the design is more reasonable. There are not many people on both sides of the street wider than the town center, and it is far less prosperous there. Several cars go from here.

I don't know how long I walked, but when I reached the outskirts of the city, the road was no longer smooth, nor so wide, there were no street lights, and there were large tracts of farmland on both sides.

Under the moonlight, the crops in the farmland swayed with the wind, and from time to time there were some cat meows or other strange sounds. For many people, this scene is a bit gloomy, but Jiao Wei may be in a mood now, so he doesn't feel scared.

Mingming's mood was very complicated, and he didn't know what to think in his mind. Jiao Wei stared at the farmland in front of him all night without any sleepiness. It was still a bit chilly at night, but Jiao Wei stood up and just sat there.

There were very few people walking on the outskirts of the city, and there were not many cars passing by all night. Only a few people showed up until it was dawn. They also looked at Jiao Wei who was sitting next to him curiously, but they didn't pay any attention. Busy with their own business, riding a bicycle and leaving without stopping, each busy with his own business.

Jiao Wei thought about it all night and couldn't come up with a clue. He was a little dazed now, and he didn't dare to go home or meet people he knew. Could he continue to stay here

At this time, a sudden sound sounded, and a motorcycle passed by. Probably because the road in this area is not easy to walk, the speed is not fast.

Originally, Jiao Wei didn't intend to pay attention, but he didn't think that the motorcycle drove back after driving past, and stopped a few steps away from Jiao Wei.

"Jiao Wei?" The man in the car took off his helmet and asked.

Seeing Jiao Weiwang passing by, the people in the car were happy, "Oh, it's really you, what's the matter, playing truancy? Today is not a weekend."

Jiao Wei really didn't expect to see this here.

This is Jiao Wei's junior high school classmate, and the "who's called Xiao or something" mentioned by their head teacher yesterday when he was reprimanding them.

Xiao Xiao Pun has always had poor grades. Although it is not considered the last one, he is also a poor performer. He stares at books impatiently, and he stopped reading after graduating from junior high school. Jiao Wei has seen this person several times in the past two years, but he has not spoken, but it is not that he does not know him.

Now Jiao Wei doesn't want to pay attention to this person. He doesn't want to say a word now, and he doesn't want to see anyone he knows.

Xiao gangster didn't care about Jiao Wei's attitude, he stood leaning on his little broken motorcycle, took out a cigarette and smoked it slowly, his feet were shaking, and he looked like he was smug. And schadenfreude, it seems to say: demo, did not expect you to have today, miserable, right

Jiao Wei didn't answer, but Xiao gangster started talking to himself, talking about some of his small businesses and achievements after graduation, and by the way, he hurt Jiao Wei and his former classmates.

After talking for a long time, Jiao Wei didn't make a sound, and Xiao Xiaolu smacked his lips.

"Jiao Wei, I know you people look down on me, and I don't care about you. What do you think has something to do with me, but now that I have met you, I will say a few words to see how sloppy you are. , you can listen to it or not."

Xiao gangster held the cigarette between his fingers and flicked the cigarette butt skillfully.

"My brain can't learn the advanced stuff you read, and I didn't even go to high school. In your eyes, I'm a gangster, but can anyone be a gangster? Some people are gangsters all their lives, from a pool of Good water turns into a stinky quagmire and then rots away. But some people can get ahead! Do you know what it means to get ahead?"

Jiao Wei remained silent, but he measured the probe and looked at his junior high school classmate.

Seeing that Jiao Wei finally reacted, Xiao Xiao was even more excited. Throwing the cigarette butt and crushing it with the toes, he raised his chin toward the field, "Do you know what that is?"

Jiao Weiwang has passed, and the rising sun has begun to show, showing the vitality of the initial morning.

"Chaoyang?" Jiao Wei said.

"Tsk," Xiao gangster snorted disdainfully.

Xiao gangster no longer leaned on the motorcycle, but took a step towards the field, looked at the large field in sight, raised his hand and nodded: "There, there, and a large area over there, it will be me of!"

"Do you want to farm here?" Jiao Wei doesn't look down on farming, his family also farms, but based on his knowledge of Xiao Xiaogang, he really can't think of why this man bought the land.

Xiao Xiaogang choked on Jiao Wei's words "farming". He really wanted to say "pig brain", but thinking of this person's grades in the middle school entrance examination, he swallowed the words he was about to say, and said, "Just yours. Your brain can only study, don't think about working in my profession, you can't play, and don't think about learning from others to work and do business, you will definitely be trapped."

Facing the large field, Xiao Xiaohan raised his arms with a look of intoxication.

"Jiao Wei, do you believe this will become a prosperous area and become a new town center?"

Jiao Wei looked at the large farmland in front of him and shook his head. He couldn't imagine.

Xiao Xiaogang just gave him a "superficial" look without explaining, but looked at the farmland and continued: "Many people said to Lao Tzu, 'You missed the best era of rise, and now you want to rise, it's too late ', but, I refuse to accept it! What's late? Not too late!"

As he spoke, Xiao gangster got excited, "You look down on me? Bah! I still look down on you! At least I know what I'm going to do and how I'm going to go in the future, you know? In the nerdy classroom, you can do whatever the teacher asks you to do, and what do you know? Have you found your own way? It will take at least a few years to find your own way. Now, my starting point is higher than yours, as for In the future, whether you can fly the plane of high intellectuals to surpass my little rotten motorcycle, it depends on whether you have the ability. Some people like to drive around aimlessly even if they are driving a sports car. Besides, maybe my little motorcycle will be in the future. Also changed to Daben?"

If this is someone else, they may not be able to understand these words, but Jiao Wei understands. A Chinese teacher in their class used an analogy before. He said that everyone starts at the same starting point, but some people start galloping, and some people drag a wooden cart. Even if the starting point is the same, the speed Naturally different, but knowledge is an armed force. Books have their own golden house. Although those who pull wooden carts are lagging behind, they may be able to pass by planes in the future. He said that reading is the only way out for the poor.

And people like Xiao gangster are the negative teaching materials in the mouths of teachers of various subjects. It is no wonder that Xiao gangster is so resentful. It seems that he has a very clear impression of himself in the hearts of the teachers.

After Xiao gangster had vented his grievance enough, his ambitions were expressed freely, he took a deep breath, and squinted at Jiao Wei, "There is an old saying, 'Fly high and see far', don't fan I feel like I've done my best when I hit my wings twice. How high I can fly can only be known by flying first. I feel like the sky is falling when I encounter a little grievance, like a bitch, I just can't stand you bastards Like this! You have to learn from me!"

Xiao gangster paused for a while, and then uttered a sentence of English in his standard dialect: "I'machunyemer!"

Jiao Wei: "…"

Xiao Xiaogang said enough. He got on the motorcycle and put on his helmet. He still cherished his life.

Jiao Wei stood up with some difficulty and moved his legs that were numb from sitting for a long time: "Take me a ride."

"Fuck you, let's say different things, don't load! I'll drive my little crappy motorcycle first, you bastards, you should go back and build your high-level intellectual planes, you can only do this in your brain, Find the right direction and fly quickly. Of course, you can come back and work for me when you don’t get along well. For the sake of your junior high school classmates, I’ll give you a higher salary…” Before he finished speaking, he opened his little buster. The motorcycle swooped away.

Looking at the dusty motorcycle, and then looking at the endless road, Jiao Wei suddenly realized that he seemed to be running far. I didn't see any cars on the road, so I had to walk back by myself.

A cat sprang out from the field next to him, looked at Jiao Wei, and continued to run into the field to catch the swinging leaves.

On the other side of the field, on the side of the blue-brick residential building that narrowed in sight, someone shouted "Mi-" a few times, followed by the sound of knocking on the rice bowl.

The cat who was scratching grass leaves in the field immediately stood up and ran over there, barking while running, as if responding.

Raising his hand to block the sunlight, Jiao Wei took a deep breath, raised his foot and walked back along the road. I haven't been at home all night, and I haven't made a phone call. My parents are probably so anxious that I haven't slept all night.

Ten years later.

A car was parked at the entrance of Chuhua University. Jiao Wei got out of the car. He followed his doctoral supervisor to a company with a cooperative project to deal with some things. send over.

Jiao Wei went to his own small restaurant to eat and then entered the school gate. He had a few copies on hand that needed to be stamped in the courtyard.

Before walking too far along the main road of the campus, Jiao Wei heard someone calling him, followed the sound and saw a smiling man running towards him.

"Yo, Cheng Feng, why didn't you call me when you came here?" Jiao Wei said to the person with a smile.

"The company organized training here, I thought you weren't here, didn't you say something happened a while ago, this is just coming back?" Cheng Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's said to be cadre training, but it's actually military training. , Ma, I haven't been trained like this since my freshman year. It's so hot. Fortunately, your school has a lot of trees... The quality of the female students in your school is very good. The school I went to at that time was an engineering-oriented college. , a slew of 'monks', even if the girls in there look like toads, they have already been booked... Hey, look at that, that girl has a good figure, look, look!"

"Don't you have a wife?" Jiao Wei asked.

"Hey, isn't this not around? Look at your seriousness, you don't improve at all." Cheng Feng's eyes slid towards the girls who were walking by.

Jiao Wei smiled. Cheng Feng was just talking like this. He didn't know how many times he had fought before, but he became familiar with him later. It was like that when I was a student. I was bruised and bruised on the court. Maybe the next game will be called brotherhood. Who hasn't done a few second things before? Teenagers have the impulses of teenagers, adults have the way of thinking of adults, and after going out of school for a few years, they naturally become more mature in seeing people and things. What happened in high school? At that time, it was all insignificant little frictions, going straight and straight, and a man wouldn't care about the old things. When you leave the school gate and enter the society, you will find that people who call you brothers one moment can stab you the next moment. Friendships in high school can be maintained to this day, which is still very cherished.

There was a high school class reunion last year, and Cheng Feng also took Jiao Wei to drink, not only Cheng Feng, but also Jiao Wei and his class teacher. Back then, the head teacher who was stern and thorny and full of thorns has changed now. He has been a head teacher for more than ten years, and he has brought his students from one class to another. He also has his own insights. After the events of the year, the three of them were very calm, and Cheng Feng had a few drinks with the head teacher, calling them brothers.

While clinking glasses with the head teacher of the high school, Cheng Feng also said, "Old class, you still said that we were social trash. Look, aren't we all social elites now?"

The head teacher also laughed, "I was so angry back then, but I'm relieved that you are like this now. Speaking of which, you all listened to me when I taught you..." Look at Jiao Wei.

Jiao Wei "coughed" and touched his nose, remembering the time when he flipped the table with the head teacher back then.

"I'm sorry, I'm also responsible." The head teacher touched Jiao Wei with a cup, took a sip of wine, and said, "You're also a good candidate. The year you were admitted to Chuhua University, the principal was happy to hold it. How many times have you run to drag your dad to drink the wine you treasured?"

After drinking the wine in the cup, when Cheng Feng poured the wine, the head teacher said with a smile: "I really miss the time when you used to, like now, those students can't say they can't touch it, they are squeamish, and they go to pull their parents after a few words. Come over to quarrel, or use your phone to text and scold…”

Whether it was the good grades in the class that year, or the one at the back of the crane, the middle-aged man who had already bald a bit, one by one, recognized the former students who had changed greatly, and recalled everyone's affairs. Those were the students he taught.

In addition to the head teacher of the year, Xiao gangster, who is now a big boss, has also changed. The farmland area of that year has become the new economic center of the town. Not only in the town, Xiao gangsters have made their mark in the city.

Speaking of gangster Xiao, although Cheng Feng was not in the same class as gangster Jiao Wei and gangster Xiao in junior high school, he still knew gangster Xiao and had contact with him later.

"Some time ago, my little nephew had a birthday banquet, and when I returned to my hometown, I ran into a gangster Xiao. That kid was driving a big run, looking like a dog. When he came out and walked around, he was followed by a bodyguard. I heard that he was a famous entrepreneur in the city. I often have contact with the city leaders, and the boss of the newly built building in the city is all related to that kid. By the way, Xiao Da gangster said that he would go back this year and invite us to his newly opened hotel for dinner." Cheng Feng said.

"This may disappoint you." Jiao Wei regretted.

"What's wrong?" Before Jiao Wei could speak, Cheng Feng made a "stop" gesture: "Don't tell me about this project or that project, I don't understand, just explain it clearly."

"I'm going abroad in December this year to do a project with my mentor's former teacher. It will take about two years before I can come back. I should have gone out last year, but I didn't go away because of things here."

"Two years... post-doctoral fellow?" Cheng Feng felt very regretful. He probably wouldn't be able to catch up with Jiao Wei when he got married. "After those two years? Stay abroad? Or come back?"

"Come back, I plan to stay at school."

"Hey, that's pretty good too. It's not too far from our company, so I can often come to you for a drink." Cheng Feng said with a smile, paused, then winked at Jiao Wei, "I heard that Song Ning is here. Doing a Ph.D.?"

"Well, but at the School of Management."

"Don't fool me, tell me something I don't know, hmm? What's the relationship between us, buddies! What's the embarrassment..."

Jiao Wei smiled and looked towards the road ahead without speaking.

The tall plane trees on both sides covered the scorching sun overhead, and only a few tiny spots of light shone down, and gusts of wind blew through, dispelling a lot of the heat brought by the scorching August heat.

Ten years ago, the little gangster riding a broken motorcycle pointed to a large farmland and talked about his brilliant future; ten years ago, the man next to him had a fight with him, standing in the corridor with a bruised face and punished him for two. Seeing each other is disgusting; ten years ago, the young man who could not find a way forward was forced into a fight.

Walking along this plane tree road, Jiao Wei suddenly recalled the first time he came here, that day, a black cat walked through here with him...

"Hey, your school is very harmonious."

Cheng Feng's words pulled Jiao Wei's thoughts back and looked in the direction Cheng Feng pointed. Jiao Wei saw the large lawn near the east courtyard. There, under the camphor tree on the edge of the lawn, a young man Sitting casually on the grass, holding a thick book, staring at the pages like a class enemy.

There were three cats lying beside the young man, and Jiao Wei knew them all. The fat raccoon cat lay there peacefully, dozing leisurely with its eyes closed, Ah Huang rubbed his back on the grass, and the sheriff flapped his paws as if he had found something on the lawn.

Looking at it, the young man clasped the book on the grass, rubbed the rubbing A Huang a few times like a dough, and then rolled on the grass, whispering while rolling, "It's hard, It's so hard~"

Cheng Feng sighed when he saw this scene: "Oh, it's great to be a cat, there are not so many troubles, no endorsements, no exams, no training in hot weather, no writing experience, no one will scold you if you don't write well."

"Is it okay to be a cat?" Jiao Wei asked.

"I don't know, I haven't been." Cheng Feng smiled.

How about being a cat

Who knows.

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