"Those of us will have no future." The shiny-faced director of the Entrepreneurship and Innovation Department said as he walked. The students nicknamed him "fat intestines" in private. When Xu Xilin was about to apply for the school's entrepreneurial project, he His counselor and senior sister told him to "get the right answer" to the fat intestines. Xu Xilin listened to it, and it went smoothly after that.
Now it seems that it is not that Xu Xilin has the skills at all, it is simply that the threshold for fat intestines is low.
Feichang took him to the person in charge of the education supermarket to sign a contract. After walking a few steps, he was gasping for breath, and he was still muttering: "In the future, the world will be left to you to explore, I will pick up and send such students away every year. I feel that you are different from other students. You are smart, sensible, and your brain is alive. Your counselor... just that little girl, you want to praise you once you see me... Hey, Teacher Wang is here!"
Not far away stood a middle-aged man who was said to be the general manager of the campus education supermarket in the six dormitory areas.
"This is the student I told you about," Fat Intestine patted Xu Xilin's back, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "This is your teacher Wang."
For the first time in his life, Xu Xilin knew what it was like to "can't laugh if you want to laugh, and you have to laugh if you can't laugh". For a second, he really wanted to follow Dou Xun's example, scratching anyone who didn't like it.
What kind of "teacher" is he who runs a grocery store
Feichang added calmly: "Mr. Wang is also an old man in our school, the younger brother of Vice Principal Wang, and his lover also works in our school, in the Academic Affairs Office. Next time you have any courses that you can't schedule. , if you want to apply for exemption from listening and examination, just tell Teacher Wang, and you don’t have to go through so many application procedures.”
Xu Xilin: "...Hello, teacher."
Teacher Wang smiled reservedly at him, and boasted condescendingly, "Children today are different, they have ideas when they were younger than us."
Then the two middle-aged men exchanged cigarettes with each other familiarly, and in front of Xu Xilin, they chatted about the topic of middle-aged and elderly men without anyone else, and said a word to Xu Xilin for an average of five minutes, saying that they still remembered such a person.
Xu Xilin had a good meal with them, and he was full of wine and food, and the fat intestines had turned red into Harbin red sausages. Teacher Wang took out the "cooperation agreement" that he had not signed for several days.
He took a pen from the table like grading students' homework, waved to Xu Xilin, and scribbled directly on the agreement: "Classmate, I have read your agreement, the overall is good, but there are many places where it is written. It's very unprofessional, so I suggest you take it back and revise it well... For example, it is not suitable here, 'Party A shall not grant the authorization within the scope of this agreement to a third party without the consent of Party B', this requirement is really You're welcome, it seems like an overlord clause - did you know there is a concept in the law called 'unfair clause'?"
Fat Intestine hiccupped: "Oh, he's not from law school."
"Oh! It's not bad that this agreement is made like this." Teacher Wang smiled "forgivingly". Those who didn't know the truth probably thought he was a law professor. He made a drastic change in the cooperation agreement. Finally, he said to Xu Xilin, "Next time, it's better to change the font to imitate the Song Dynasty. Many official documents are written in this way, and they look more professional. In this way, you can take it home and modify it well, and the sentences will be smooth. Yishun, pay attention to your writing, tomorrow afternoon... After two o'clock, bring it to the office, and I will take a look."
Feichang laughed beside him: "Mr. Wang is willing to teach you, learn more from him, you can't miss this opportunity, young man."
Xu Xilin thought that if Xu was here, he would definitely throw "unfairness" and "writing" on the face of this outspoken person.
However, even if he was about to crush the water glass in the restaurant, Xu Xilin agreed in the end: "Okay."
Because Xu Jin also told him something - don't pretend if you don't want to pretend to be your grandson, but since you've pretended, you must pretend to the end. Don't be cowardly at the beginning, and later it will be seen that you are swallowing your voice and full of resentment.
Xu Xilin gritted his teeth and put his grandson to the bottom, scraped his internal organs and squeezed out a sentence: "Thank you, teacher."
Returning home with the unfamiliar agreement, Xu Xilin stood at the door of the house, raised and lowered his hand three times in a row, the doorknob of Guangkejian reflected his livid face, Xu Xilin caught sight of it out of the corner of the eye, put it down, and put his hands in his pockets at the door. After standing for a while - there were only the old grandmother and Dou Xun at home, and he didn't want to take this face home.
Xu Xilin casually touched in his pocket and found the bicycle key. He simply threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, jumped on the bicycle, and rode out aimlessly.
Xu Xilin can talk and do things better than his peers, but he still can't be regarded as "beautiful" in the traditional sense.
Because he was just a child before, no one took him seriously, and no one was serious about him. In his 20 years of life, he rarely met anyone who was full of malice towards him. The little friends around him were all friends. Xu Xilin Willing to take care of their different temperaments and reconcile minor conflicts.
But that doesn't mean he will compromise, and it doesn't mean that he can do "you can't kill me, next time we will do business" without changing his face - most of the young people with high spirits can't do it.
This is the first time Xu Xilin has touched the world's rule of knocking out his front teeth and swallowing it in his stomach, and was forced to compromise for the first time.
He originally thought that those in the school who were vying for administrative protection and research, chasing after teachers to flatter, cutting their heads and talking to graduate tutors, and looking for a boyfriend or girlfriend to look at each other's family conditions... are already very philistine things.
It is only now that I understand that even the philistines among the students are naive and simple philistines.
Xu Xilin rode faster and faster as if he was venting. The bicycle turned into a hot wheel under his feet. Suddenly, an off-road vehicle that was also driving very fast just turned around at the corner. Xu Xilin hurriedly pulled the brake to death. Before he could dodge, the handlebars hung on the other side's reflector. The bike remodeled from a broken racing car was already light, so he threw it out. Xu Xilin's elbow hit the wall and rubbed off a piece of meat.
The owner of the car stopped and yelled, "Is it delaying your take-off? You're going to die for a rebirth!"
Xu Xilin almost didn't stand up, and half of his body was numb.
The owner of the car angrily reached out and wiped the scraped paint on the door, and cursingly took off the bicycle hanging on the reflector and threw it aside: "I'm unlucky!"
Then drove away.
He didn't mention how much it cost to paint the last time, or how much the mirror was knocked out of a dollar - because the owner himself knew that he should be courteous to non-motorized vehicles and pedestrians, and it was his responsibility to drive fast in the small alley.
Everyone knows that pedestrians should be courteous, and that competition should be fair, but no one obeys. The crooked handlebars and inflexible pedals have taught Xu Xilin one thing—the ability to deceive people with power.
It would be great if this world could be as happy as the world of Jin Daxia, a fledgling young man with books and swords floating around, reading at twenty-four bridges at night, ordering stubborn tea to grind, walking the mountains and rivers, and picking on injustices, it is enough to have a heart of Chicheng, no need You don't have to bow your head because of whom you bow your head to.
Xu Xilin stepped home at the o'clock in the evening, passed the supermarket, and bought the vegetables, milk, and a bottle of soy sauce that the family ate for a week, as if he had a sinister livelihood.
Dou Xun was cooking rice at home, and Xu Xilin asked indifferently after entering the door, "Is there any more eggs? I bought new ones."
Dou Xun: "I used the last two."
Xu Xilin responded, poured himself a glass of cold milk, poured it into the refrigerator in one breath, swallowed with a big grievance, turned around and returned to normal.
He took out a spoon and dug it directly into Dou Xun's pot, it was so hot that he screamed.
Dou Xun has been learning to cook for three years, and without any progress, he learned to fry rice—golden egg fried rice, Yangzhou fried rice, curry fried rice. It’s not as good as a fresh recipe.” Grandma would say to Xu Xilin every time she thinks about it: “Your cooking is not delicious, just let Xiaoxun go to fry some rice.”
"No salt..." Dou Xun looked up and saw his embarrassed look, "How did you do it?"
Xu Xilin turned around to get him a salt shaker, avoiding his gaze, and said nonchalantly, "I fell on a telephone pole."
Dou Xun frowned and took the salt jar: "You can fall like this while riding a bicycle. You don't want to drive anymore."
"It won't open, anyway, it won't make any money. It's not enough to transport them a lot of toilet paper." Xu Xilin said as he walked away in a hurry, for fear that he would talk about this topic with Dou Xun again, and then press it down. The pain turned out.
He ran across the living room like a gust of wind, and got a complaint from Grandma Xu, but he didn't dare to stop, and rushed upstairs in three steps to prevent his family from discovering anything unusual.
Xu Xilin went back to the house, changed his dirty clothes, cleaned the wound by himself, and rubbed iodine on it.
There was a thin layer of ash on Xu Jin's photo, and Xu Xilin didn't lift his eyelids, as if the photo frame had become an ordinary decoration on the table. Then his eyes slowly turned red under Xu Jin's gaze. When the tears were about to fall, Dou Xun tidied up the kitchen and went upstairs. Xu Xilin heard the sound, raised his head quickly, and tried his best to take back the tears.
"Give it to me." Dou Xun took the cotton swab in his hand, his eyes fell on his face, he twisted his chin in shock, and asked cautiously, "Does this hurt?"
For a moment, Xu Xilin wanted to hug him, poured out all the words in his stomach, and said, "I don't want to do it, this world is so fucked up by idiots, I don't want to play with them anymore", but the words came to the fore. At the same time, he sucked hard and swallowed it all back into his stomach.
What are you talking about with Dou Xun? Will he know what to do
So Xu Xilin grinned deliberately and said, "Accidentally wiped too much, it hurts to poke it."
"You're stupid." Dou Xun couldn't help but imagined following his words, as if he had been poked by a large batch of iodine, and he was agitated for a while, and complained angrily, "The brain is already like this, and the cerebellum is still following. Shrinking together…”
Xu Xilin gasped exaggeratedly and said with a smile: "After two years, I will be so demented that I don't recognize anyone. Maybe I will hug your thigh and call my son, why don't you call 'Dad' in advance?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the grey parrot downstairs suddenly made a long chirping, then the doorbell rang, and grandma slowly stood up and opened the door: "Xiao Xun, your father is here."
Dou Xun: "..."
Xu Xilin made a face and took the small medicine bottle from his hand: "Look at my crow's mouth, I have recruited your real father, come on, go."
Dou Junliang's expression was as if he had just broken up, and his irritability was about to overflow from his cocked head, probably because he was worried about the old man. Shen Shishui waved at him: "Dou Xun, come here, let me tell you a few words."
Dou Junliang didn't straighten his waist in front of his son. For so many years, only Dou Xun had always been the one who dumped his face, but today he turned it around.
Grandma Xu looked at his face, and said a little worriedly: "It's about to have dinner, let's talk about it later."
"Oh, there's something going on in our hometown," Dou Junliang put his hands in his pockets and glanced down at his toes, "What, auntie, I'll take him away, don't delay your meal."
Xu Xilin heard Dou Junliang keep urging Dou Xun, fixed his arm in threes and fives, put down his sleeves and came out to say hello: "Uncle."
As soon as he appeared, Dou Junliang's eyes climbed up in an instant, nailed to him like an awl, Xu Xilin was inexplicable for a while, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
I saw Dou Junliang nodded stiffly at him: "Well - Dou Xun, hurry up."
Dou Junliang drove the car directly into the community, the chain was not locked, the car door was left wide open at the entrance of Xu's house, strode out like a flying, and when Dou Xun got into the car, he pushed him a little rough.
Before Dou Xun could sit still, he had already stepped on the accelerator and sent the car flying out. Dou Xun was almost thrown out by inertia and grabbed the armrest above his head, feeling that Dou Junliang had taken the wrong medicine.
Dou Junliang didn't know who he was throwing fire with, he kept silent all the way, drove the car into a near-ground rocket, flew all the way back to his home, braked hard in the garage, and the car screamed as if it was about to hit the ground. next layer of skin.
Then Dou Junliang let out a long breath, moved his tongue in his mouth, leaned back on the seat, his voice changed a bit: "Dou Xun, I ask you something, tell me the truth."
Dou Xun grabbed the handrail all the way, and his wrist was blue and blue. He was angry when he saw Dou Junliang, and was infected by the driver's irritable mood. He didn't say a word, and thought: "Why?"
Dou Junliang was accustomed to his non-violent and uncooperative attitude, and he didn't turn around. He simply hit Dou Xun's face with a straight ball: "What's the matter with you and that kid from the old Xu family?"
Dou Xun: "..."
He was stunned for a moment, and was a little confused by Dou Junliang's question. He didn't know what Dou Junliang meant by taking him out of the Xu family to ask such a sloppy sentence, so naturally he didn't know what to answer.
Dou Junliang slammed the steering wheel hard, and the car made a long beep.
"I asked you something, you're a fucking mute?" Dou Junliang roared angrily, grabbed a kraft paper bag from the side, and smashed Dou Xun's head in the face.
Dou Xun didn't take him as a serious father, and instinctively raised his elbow to block, and immediately wanted to fight back.
However, the kraft paper bag smashed on his hard and sturdy arm, and a dozen snowflake-like photos fell from the unsealed mouth of the bag. There was a very clear one that just landed on his thigh - it was Xu Xilin who just got his driver's license and was going to take it with him. When he went out for a drive, he was about to get into the car, Xu Xilin pulled the door next to him, and put one hand on the roof of the car to prevent him from knocking his head. This action was originally like a hotel doorman, but Xu Xilin had a gentle, unpleasant expression on his face. The smile that can be mistaken, the meaning of caring is almost revealed on the paper.
The rest of the dozen or so photos were taken secretly by follow-up. Whether the two of them were hanging on their shoulders or fighting each other, they were the same as other boys, nothing unusual. Then Dou Xun saw a strange photo—the one on the photo. The photo is of the main entrance of Xu's house, just an upright house, nothing unusual.
But the person who took the photo seemed to be afraid that others would not see it, so he drew a small circle on the photo with a pen.
It was a half-open and half-closed window on the second floor. It was just wiped, and the light was so bright that it was hit by the afterglow like a mirror. The angle just reflected the two entangled figures in the room.
"What is this, Dou Xun, tell me what this is!" Dou Junliang's temple jumped wildly, "You..."
His mouth was full of foul language and he wanted to scold him, but when he remembered that this was his son, he swallowed it dangerously. ... I'll find you a house near your school, and I'll send you abroad after you get your diploma here."
After Dou Xun sensitively heard the word "move back", Dou Junliang temporarily changed his words. The matter between him and Xu Xilin was suddenly revealed, and Dou Xun was still a little guilty when he was shocked, but when he heard such a sentence, his guilt was burnt out, and he said deviantly, "Can you control me?"
Dou Junliang: "...What did you say?"
Dou Xun tilted his head and sneered, and threw the photo aside: "I said - can you control me? What's wrong with me being gay? I was born with a mother and no father, that's all."
Dou Junliang almost made him stumble.
Dou Xun glanced at him, opened the car door and got out of the car, Dou Junliang was confused, he chased out and grabbed Dou Xun's shirt, and slapped him up: "Fuck you..."
The man's hand was so strong that there was no room left, and Dou Xun heard a "buzz" in his ear, and the tip of his teeth made a cut in his mouth, and the smell of blood came up immediately.
Dou Junliang looked at the child like an irritated beast. He had just grown up, his claws were sharp, and his face was poisonous and fierce. Dou Junliang subconsciously let go and took a step back—thinking that Dou Xun was going to fight back.