34 The arrogant second generation in the canteen

I spent the night on Lin Feng's land cruiser, sat all night, and smoked all night. Xiao Chen doesn't remember when he learned to smoke, but Xiao Chen has always felt that smoke is a good thing. When he is lonely, he can use it to accompany him, and when he is happy, he can also use it to cheer up. It will not be because you or poor or Those who are rich and dissatisfied with you or look at you differently are far more than a hundred times better than those so-called people with a pair of powerful eyes.

When the morning sun rose slowly in the eastern sky, Lin Feng, who had been drunk all night, finally slowly woke up, rubbed his sour and swollen eyes, looked at Xiao Chen, who was still smoking in the front row, and smiled, "You sat like this all night?"

"I can't drive. Besides, I don't have money to stay in a hotel." Xiao Chen turned around and said with a smile that the depth of his eyes had been withdrawn from the bottom of his heart the moment he turned his head.

Lin Feng opened the door and went out to move his legs and feet before returning to the driver's seat. He looked at Xiao Chen and asked with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"Let's go back to the dormitory of Nanjing University. After all, that's my current nest."

Lin Feng smiled slightly. From the meaning of Xiao Chen's words, he knew that the guy next to him was actually a nostalgic person. In the face of his invitation, he answered ambiguously, because he was reluctant to give up another village and the place where he was born and raised.

As soon as they stepped on the accelerator, the land cruiser roared away, galloping on the road in Nanjing with Lin Feng and Xiao Chen, turning left and right. After a while, the two had come to the campus of Nanjing University. In another burst of jealousy and envy of the students, they got out of the car and walked into the graduate dormitory of the Department of Archaeology, Chunhua Building.

It is said that this dormitory named Chunhua Building was built in 1977. In the year when the cultural brother's life just ended, it has a very important commemorative value. However, on the campus of Nanjing University today, many students disdain or even sneer at Chunhua Building. Archaeology? History? Damn it, this is the era of money first. Money can buy a pure woman's body, a person's infinite scenery, and even push ghosts, but what about history? What about archaeology? Fuck it, it's bullshit. What do those things have to do with us?

For a month on the campus of Nanjing University, Xiao Chen faced these students of his age, and there was an impulse in his heart. Looking at the men and women who were oily or show off **, there was a sense of anger in his heart. As for what was anger, Xiao Chen himself could not say, but he was angry.

Within a few days after returning to the dormitory, Xiao Chen had no trouble again, because Lin Feng told Xiao Chen something when he sent him back that day. "A leader of the Nanjing Military Region has nodded and said that the Nanjing Military Region will not intervene in this matter again." What Lin Feng said at that time was very relaxed and comfortable. It seemed that he had played with children, but Xiao Chen knew that he owed the Lin family a big favor, which was comparable to human life.

In the bottom of his heart, Xiao Chen also really accepted Lin Feng, a good man who seems to be casual but affectionate and righteous. For such a man, Xiao Chen will admire him in his heart, although the degree of admiration is far less than his idol Chu Bawang.

In the past few days, Xiao Chen has not had much mind to learn those confused books. Although he persisted for a month, Xiao Chen still decided to give up. Reading is like practicing martial arts. Without a foundation, it is impossible. Even if you are a genius, you can't do it. You can't give up learning in a while. This is The old man taught Xiao Chen at the beginning, so Xiao Chen, who originally had little hope for learning, gave up his plan to enrich himself. Instead, he began to think about it. ** Zhang Tianyou, the child who caused great trouble and even killed himself, Xiao Chen did not mean to be angry with Zhang Tianyou at all. After all, he is still a Just a child! What can a child understand? Besides, I'm not safe now.

"Little bastard, it's okay if you say you're naughty. Why do you even write so ugly? Although I don't know a few words when I'm your age, I also know that this word is the most precious thing for our descendants of Yanhuang. If a person even leaves his ancestors. It's a great sin if you can't learn and write well. Looking at Zhang Tianyou's Chinese homework, Xiao Chen was so angry that this guy's handwriting was really ugly. It was just a ghost charm. He opened his eyes wide for a long time and couldn't see why.

"Ghosts, this word can't be practiced overnight. Didn't you say that you practiced big characters for three years to get fur, and it took another ten years to enter the door. Even now, it is far from reaching the state of integration? I've only learned for a month, and what can I learn? Besides, I'm much better than those stupid guys. How could Zhang Tianyou buy Xiao Chen's account? In his heart, it has always been a great pleasure to quarrel with Xiao Chen, so Zhang Tianyou stared at Xiao Chen.

"You're cruel, damn it." Xiao Chen was helpless. It seemed that he had never had the upper hand after quarreling with this little guy. Originally, he wanted to guide this useless boy well, but he had to curl his lips helplessly and look at the time. It was already time to eat, so he took out two lunch boxes and went out. When he went out, he didn't forget to stare at Zhang Tianyou fiercely. A glance.

"Hey hey..." Zhang Tianyou looked at Xiao Chen's appearance and sat on the chair and laughed.

In the dazzling sunshine, Xiao Chen familiarly touched the canteen, took out a crumpled ten-yuan bill from his body and began to queue up. Although the canteen is very large and there are many windows for meals, there are more students, especially when eating. Xiao Chen roughly estimated that there are probably thousands of people in the canteen at this moment. There are as many as 20 people in the team in front of Xiao Chen at this moment.

When Xiao Chen took out a 10 yuan bill from his pocket, a young man in another line looked at Xiao Chen with a trace of disdain and strong contempt. The young man was white and clean, but extremely strong. Xiao Chen casually glanced at his height, afraid of approaching one meter. Nine, he was a head taller than himself. Xiao Chen didn't want to make trouble, so he looked at the man and smiled, even with a trace of humility.

The young man was very satisfied with Xiao Chen's performance. He grinned with a proud smile at the corners of his mouth, and then looked at a long and charming woman behind him. Seeing that she was looking at himself and Xiao Chen, he turned his head and stared at Xiao Chen and said sarcastically, "Countrybag, which mountain valley did you jump out from? Say it and let me see." The young man's voice is not big or small, but it can be heard clearly by several people around him.

Looking at the arrogant smile of the young man, Xiao Chen was really a little afraid. He was very afraid. He no longer wanted to take action at will, because he knew that maybe the underground forces in Nanjing City were staring at his every move, so Xiao Chen meditated in his heart, "the quiet man lives, the manic is dead" and grinned at the young man. At the age of ten, he replied plainly, "It's a small mountain village in Qingcheng Mountain. It's not famous there. It's very poor."

The charming woman didn't seem to be interested in Xiao Chen's insipid answer. She turned her head and queued up at ease, but the young man disagreed. Damn, I said that you, a country bumpkin, didn't want to make a smile? But you didn't know how to praise, and you didn't know how to nod and down to cooperate with me. At this moment, your eyes were cold, and you stared at Xiao Chen and did something that shocked the whole canteen.

"Bang", the young man threw the stainless steel lunch box in his hand on the ground heavily, stared at Xiao Chen and scolded, "Fuck, a hairless country bumpkin, I asked if you are famous or not? I just asked you what the name of that place is. Fuck your aunt. It's really looking for death. I don't answer the question correctly. After scolding, he moved his muscles and bones, shook his arm, and was about to rush to Xiao Chen to teach this guy who couldn't make his beauty smile.

The young man's name is Wang Ming, a very ordinary name, but his name Wang Ming is well known on the campus of Nanjing University, and he is not ordinary at all, because he is not only a top student in the sports department, but also his father is a senior cadre in Nanjing, holding great power. Therefore, Wang Ming looks at him arrogantly. A country bumpkin with no meat on his body, Wang Ming's face slowly became ferocious.

Thousands of eyes in the canteen looked at the center of the incident at the moment Wang Ming fell off the lunch box. Of course, the charming woman who was known as one of the four school beauties of Nanjing University also looked over.

Xiao Chen was very calm, not angry, not happy, not warm. He didn't pay attention to the thousands of eyes in front of him. He just smiled gently. His laughter also looked particularly harsh in the quiet canteen in an instant. Looking at Wang Ming, with a warm smile on his face, he asked gently, "How did you scold just now? You can Say it again?"

When Wang Ming saw that this country bumpkin didn't buy it, he made such an expression, and his heart was even more angry. He originally just intended to teach him a lesson for the sake of the school beauty, but at this moment, Wang Ming changed his mind. He was going to abolish Xiao Chen, because the country bumpkin in front of him let himself lose it in front of thousands of people. Face to face, but Wang Ming can't afford to lose face, so in the face of Xiao Chen's question, Wang Ming replied more arrogantly and disdainfully, "Fuck your aunt, what can you do with me? Country bumpkin!" Wang Ming is very confident. On the campus of Nanjing University, few people can compare with him in terms of family background and skills. What's more, the person in front of him is just a country bumpkin. How can he look at him? What does he compare with himself?

The dragon has reverse scales, and it will die if you touch it!

Xiao Chen's eyes changed, and an invisible momentum slowly rose up on his body. The biggest taboo in Xiao Chen's life is his aunt Xiao Qiu. Anyone who dares to abuse or laugh at the poor woman who is already under the yellow spring will be punished, whether the other party is a noble relative or a mountain villager.

Thousands of people in the canteen seem to find that the originally seemingly submissive and honest country bumpkin has changed, and there is a sne smile on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes are even more terrible, as if full of bloodthirsty light, which is a kind of thing even on tigers or lions in the zoo. The current terrible momentum. How can those already domesticated beasts be compared with Xiao Chen, who has been walking in the mountains all year round?

Wang Ming also began to be afraid. This ant-like existence in his eyes seemed to have become more fierce, not some, but many, just like the red wolf he once saw on the grassland, fierce and ruthless. But Wang Ming knew that he could never weaken his momentum, even if his legs were trembling slightly.

With all his strength, Wang Ming punched Xiao Chen's head and temple. Wang Ming couldn't control so much. He just wanted to knock down the scary guy with scary eyes in front of him, regardless of the consequences of the punch. Those things were no longer within his simple brain thinking range.

The sneer at the corners of Xiao Chen's mouth is even worse, and a fancy shelf dares to show off in front of him?

Xiao Chen moved and didn't have much momentum. He just hit his right fist very plainly, but his right fist carried the momentum of thunder and met Wang Ming's back straight fist with the sound of lightning.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at this scene. Even some unknown students were secretly worried about Xiao Chen. In their eyes, Xiao Chen and Wang Ming were so weak, but this weak man chose to fight hard. This is not...

But before they finished thinking, Wang Ming had made a pig-killing howle, which resounded all over the world. Some sharp-eared characters even faintly hear the sound of bone breaking. No, it's the sound of bone breaking.

Wang Ming fell to the ground, but Xiao Chen still looked motionless like a bell. The sneer at the corners of his mouth disappeared, and was replaced by a faint smile. He ignored the crowd around him and slowly walked to the window of the meal. "Master, give me two five-yuan boxed lunches."

The chef, who had already been stunned, came to his senses and looked at Xiao Chen's eyes full of fear. Even while cooking, he added a lot of meat dishes to Xiao Chen's lunch box.

That's good. It's much better than a boxed lunch for 20 yuan. Xiao Chen looked at the dishes in the lunch box and suddenly smiled. He walked out of the canteen with two boxed lunches. When he walked out of the door of the canteen, he didn't forget to smile at the pig who was already sitting on the ground and moaning in pain, "Remember, my name is Xiao Chen."