Chapter 1 Old Memories

"Dong-dong-dong." There was a rhythmic sound at the door.

Yang Zhiyun opened his eyes in a daze and raised his hand to pick up the alarm clock. 4 o'clock!" Who is it?" Yang Zhiyun couldn't help but be a little angry, and he was not peaceful in the early morning. Dong-dong-dong." The knock on the door was still clear and orderly. He quickly walked to the door and opened the cold iron door. What he saw was a soldier in simple clothes, ordinary camouflage, covered with white salt grains, as if he had not been washed for a while.

When the soldier saw Yang Zhiyun coming out, he immediately saluted and shouted, "Hello!"

Yang Zhiyun looked at the guy at the door boredly and said to himself, "The old guy sent someone again." I couldn't help but say impatiently, "What's wrong? The old guy is not dead yet? What's the matter with me?"

The soldier's expression changed slightly but quickly recovered. He said loudly, "Your father is dead. Let me give this to you before the general dies." After saying that, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and reached out to Yang Zhiyun.

Yang Zhiyun didn't stretch out his hand, as if he hadn't heard it. This sentence was like a huge echo clock, constantly echoing in his mind. Is his father dead? How can it be!" A suffocation blocked Yang Zhiyun's chest made it difficult for him to breathe, and his thoughts had not been figured out. The soldier said coldly, "Please accept it." Yang Zhiyun then raised his head and still looked at the soldier in front of him in disbelief, looking into his eyes, hoping that he was just joking. The soldier didn't have any expression, but looked at him coldly.

Finally, tears squeezed into his eyes. The previous story flashed quickly in my mind. Yang Zhiyun's father's name is Yang Zhengang, the 12 emerging generals in China. He is 48 years old. Yang Zhiyun has had no mother since he was a child, and his father never told him, and he did not envy others for having mother's love. Because his childhood was only training, continuous training, so that he had no idea that he could use it elsewhere. And his father has never been a father. He is more like an instructor, training Yang Zhiyun to death and telling him that there is only one goal to enter the sixth team of the Chinese Special War Zone. This is a young army, which belongs to a secret area. It is full of talented teenagers. The state is responsible for training them and training them into top fighters, spies, hackers and scientific and technological personnel. It basically includes the top talents in all aspects. In his father's eyes, there is no difference between you and me, only the country! Everything is in the highest national interests! The country is the mother!

However, Yang Zhiyun is a person who has no mother and doesn't know what his mother is. At the age of 14, it was the age of the sixth unit in the special war zone, and it was also his last opportunity to take the exam. His father took him to the assessment room, located in a military training room, and suddenly said softly, "You will be able to pass it." In the face of the cold four walls, the cold examiner, and suddenly gentle father, Yang Zhiyun found that 14 years of hard work was exchanged for this soft tone, but he will always face this cold in the future!!! Yang Zhiyun broke out. He quickly knocked down the examiner sitting opposite, so fast that even the examiner did not react. When he fainted, he only had one idea, so fast. Pushing away the father standing at the door, he ran out quickly. The soldiers outside reacted quickly, took the gun and aimed quickly. Stop it!" His father's voice came from the assessment room. Yang Zhiyun looked back as he ran. Yang Zhengang walked out of the assessment room and looked at him. There was a strong disappointment in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be much older. Yang Zhiyun looked at such a father with inexplicable pleasure in his heart. After all these years, you have finally made a different expression on me. This pleasure wrapped around the softest place in Yang Zhiyun's heart.

Three years later, Yang Zhiyun is studying in an ordinary high school in his sophomore this year. No one knows what happened in the past. But now someone suddenly told him that his father was dead? This is difficult for him to accept." Please accept it!" The soldier in front of him said loudly again. Yang Zhiyun trembled and took the jade pendant and asked in a low voice, "How did he die?"

"The general died of illness." The soldiers still have no expression.

Yang Zhiyun felt that his voice could not come out and said with difficulty, "Can I see him for the last time?" According to the rules, Yang Zhiyun's father cannot be buried by his family, because the 12 generals used to be from special forces. They have assassinated enemy leaders many times, and some have killed politicians of a country, so their identities are not disclosed and 3A secrets.

"The general has been cremated." After saying that, the soldier turned around and left.

" " Yang Zhiyun clenched his lips and tried not to cry himself, but the tears had opened and kept dripping on the floor. The soldier on the stairs suddenly stopped at the corner and did not look up. His hat pressed his eyes and couldn't see his eyes. He said slowly, "The general said, let you take good care of yourself." Eat as much as before. After saying that, he went downstairs, and no one saw the tears dripping in the stairwell.

"Woo-woo!" Hearing this, Yang Zhiyun finally cried out and knelt on the ground, holding the jade pendant tightly with both hands, and kowtowed heavily on the floor. Hey... After all, he is still a child, and he is not yet 17 years old this year. Years of stubbornness, rebellion and hatred collapsed in an instant, breaking his arrogant and unyielding bone.

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Tang Meng quickly ran to Anli Community. Anli Community is located in a civilian area in the south of Chenghan City. There are so many old-fashioned buildings, and many old people like to spend the rest of their lives here. As for him? When he was born rich and noble, he didn't know exactly what his family did, and he didn't know much about business. Usually, he doesn't belong to this aging community, but just now he received a phone call. His good brother Yang Zhiyun called him to ask him to come out for a drink. No one understood on the phone, but he could hear that Yang Zhiyun's tone was very low. It seemed that something had happened. So as soon as he hung up the phone, he immediately asked the driver to send him over.

Tang Meng quickly rushed to the third floor. As soon as he knocked on the door, he didn't expect that the door was not closed at all. As soon as he walked in, he found Yang Zhiyun lying on the sofa, exuding a strong smell of alcohol. The coffee table in front of the sofa is full of some cooked food, and there are two bottles of Maotai. One bottle has not been opened, and the other bottle has been poured on the coffee table, and there is still a trace of wine left in it. It seems that Yang Zhiyun has drunk a lot. Tang Meng also couldn't see through his brother. During school, Tang Meng had never seen him talk, and he was handsome as a whole iceberg prince. It made many girls in the class be in full of love. But this guy doesn't seem to have a heart. No matter how they ask, tease or flirt with him, he doesn't have any reaction. If the teacher hadn't asked him occasionally and would have answered, everyone would have thought he was mute. Later, over time, people didn't pay much attention to him and let him sit alone in the corner of the classroom.

At first, he didn't like this guy who was popular with girls, but later, once, because he fought with a prince brother in school, the prince found a group of people outside the school to block him at the school gate. I can stand it at the beginning, but I can't stand it in less than 2 minutes. There are so many good men! In particular, there was a guy who had an argument with him in a bar outside before and then let him run away. This time he recognized him. When you fight, you always say hello to death, and you scold at the same time: "Fuck, let's see where you're going! I've been looking for it for so long!" Seeing that Tang Meng was about to be unable to bear it, the boy flew up and unexpectedly greeted Tang Meng**.

It's over. These two words were Tang Meng's last thought at that time, the moment when he was about to be an eunuch! A figure flew over, kicked the boy's neck in the air, and directly flew him up, quickly bumping into the counter of the roadside commissary, causing a scream. A group of people who were beating Tang Meng were immediately dumbfounded. These gangsters had never seen such a big leg strength. It's okay to bully children. How dare they come forward when they meet this kind of trainee? They immediately helped their lifeless accomplices to escape. Tang Meng looked at who was so awesome. He raised his swollen eyes and almost dropped his chin, Yang Zhiyun! It turned out to be Yang Zhiyun. Is this guy so powerful? Tang Meng thought about it secretly in his heart. Looking at the distance from the counter of the commissary, Tang Meng swallowed his saliva, good, at least 3 meters, and directly kicked the person 3 meters away. It's not the impact after hitting the counter. How exciting it is!

Tang Meng said to Yang Zhiyun with difficulty, "Well, this... That Yang Zhiyun. Thank you."

Yang Zhiyun frowned and took out a small medicine bottle from his arms. He said coldly, "Wothe it on your body." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Two days later, Tang Meng returned to school and took the initiative to apply to the teacher to sit next to Yang Zhiyun. Everyone thought it was strange. Why does anyone still come into contact with this weirdo or a man? Is it... I'm a squid... Evil...

Of course, the facts are not what they think. Since he was saved by Yang Zhiyun last time, Tang Meng has regarded Yang Zhiyun as his idol and insisted on making Yang Zhiyun call him kung fu. Over time, Tang Meng walked into Yang Zhiyun's world, gradually melting Yang Zhiyun's cold heart, and Tang Meng gradually understood Something about Yang Zhiyun.

Yang Zhiyun, lying on the sofa, heard the noise, opened his eyes, and saw Tang Meng, who had just walked in. He whispered, "Here you are. Sit down." After saying that, he got up and picked up the fallen wine bottle on the coffee table and poured it into the glass. Only then did he find that the bottle was few drops away. Then you have to reach for another bottle.

Tang Meng, who had just moved the pony stool and sat down, was shocked when he saw Yang Zhiyun's movements. He actually found that Yang Zhiyun's eyes were red as if he had just cried. It has been more than a year since he came into contact with Yang Zhiyun in the first year of high school, and he is clear about what kind of person Yang Zhiyun is. He quickly covered another bottle of Maotai and said, "Damn it, you still drink it." You don't want to die in the early morning!" Although he knows that Yang Zhiyun will definitely not be drunk like this if he drinks a large bottle of wine, he is in a bad mood. In this case, everyone is drunk.

Yang Zhiyun lowered his waist and put his hands on his knees. He brushed his hair and whispered, "My father is dead."

Tang Meng was stunned. Yang Zhiyun rarely talked about his father. He only knew that he was a very strict and cold person for his father Tang Meng, just like Yang Zhiyun. And Yang Zhiyun hates his father very much. He doesn't know what else is going on. Tang Meng was silent for a long time, picked up the bottle of Maotai, poured a big cup into Yang Zhiyun's glass, and found a cup to fill it for himself. He raised the cup and roared, "It's dry!" I stuffed half a cup.

Yang Zhiyun looked at him, and finally a trace of relief, understanding and emotion appeared in his eyes. He can't tell what it is. He roared, "It's done!" Unexpectedly, he poured down the whole cup in one breath. Zi!" Tang Meng swallowed it and sighed, "Good wine." Good wine? This wine is Tegon! It can't be sold outside. Like this house, it was given by him.

After he escaped from the military region, his father surprisingly did not send anyone to arrest him back. Although he was good at his skills, it was not a problem for him to catch 10 people around his father, such as the one this morning. Instead, he sent someone to send a bunch of keys, that is, the place where Yang Zhiyun lives now. Many soldiers have been discharged and live in this place when they are old. Yang Zhiyun also likes this place very much and did not refuse. In the next three years, my father sent someone to send 10,000 yuan for living expenses and some good wine every year. He didn't refuse, thinking that he knew that because of the knowledge gap left by training in his childhood, he didn't have time to work outside, so he had to tutor himself and study by himself. Later, he also contacted a school, that is, Chenghan No. 3 Middle School, where Tang Meng is located. After that, I haven't seen each other for three years.

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After eating and drinking, Tang Meng looked at Yang Zhiyun, who was already drunk, and sighed, "Oh, masters have the loneliness of masters, and idols have the pain of idols. I hope I can get better after getting drunk." After saying that, he helped Yang Zhiyun to ** and looked at Yang Zhiyun's hut, with 2 bedrooms and 1 living room plus kitchen and bathroom. It's quite cool to live alone. Close the bedroom door and quickly clean up the living room. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Hey, Uncle Wang, you can send things up now."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Meng smiled at Yang Zhiyun's bedroom, hehe. You promised me.

In the dream, lying on the grass, in the sky. There was a gentle female voice, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun...

Ah! With a pain in the back of his hand, Yang Zhiyun suddenly woke up. He had a strange dream and suddenly forgot the content. He only remembered that he ran without listening, and then hit his hand on the bedside table.

Looking at the alarm clock, I slept all day at 8:15 a.m., and I haven't been so sleepy for a long time. Yang Zhiyun got up and sat down with a tingling on his head. Yang Zhiyun shouted, "Tang Meng! Tang Meng!!" No one responded. It seems that he has left. Yang Zhiyun put on his slippers and when he was ready to solve it, he found a note on the bedside table with a crooked note: "Zhiyun, I remember that you promised to play the latest virtual full simulation 100% online game Legend of the Flood last week. Dude, I sent it to you and put it in your study. Don't forget. You can build a character yesterday. Don't forget to enter the game at the official public beta at 6 p.m. tomorrow!!! In the last corner, it says "Tang Mengliu"

Yang Zhiyun puffed up the corners of his mouth, this guy. But to be honest, I feel much calmer after getting drunk. Walking out of the door, there is his study on the left. When you open the door, you can see a bright window with a desk under it, which is full of textbooks. The chair is neatly placed under the desk, and behind the chair is a pile of fitness equipment. Close to the right wall is the virtual game warehouse sent by Tang Meng.

Well, at the end of the first chapter, let's change the lens. There are a few test papers on the desk. Well, let's take a look, oh! 45 points, 60 points, 78 points, 54 points. Hahahaha, it seems that our protagonist doesn't study well! At this time, our protagonist hit the author's neck with a foot in the air...