[Chapter 1]: The Era of Struggle

Tang Monk packed his last pack of luggage and sat on ** who had slept for four years and smoked the last cigarette in this place.

He felt that he was very decadent at this time, just like a poor man who suddenly had nothing. He remembered that he had done everything with his former lover.

Those pictures came to Tang Monk's mind little by little.

Brother Wolf looked at Tang Seng's decadent expression and didn't say anything. He just stood by Tang Seng's bed and kept smoking the red panda.

"Time flies. In a blink of an eye, we will go our separate ways. Tang said to Brother Wolf as he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stepped on it fiercely with his feet.

"Yes! I didn't expect that four years would pass like this. Brother Wolf also threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. Then he said to Tang Monk casually, "Let's go! Otherwise, I won't be able to catch the bus. Do you still want me to send you to QD!"

Tang Monk knew that Brother Wolf was pretending to be relaxed. He wanted to leave without any regrets or sadness, although they all had the regrets of working hard in different cities. But they know that they must get rid of the weight of those feelings. Only in this way can we move forward and fight bravely.

Tang Seng picked up his laptop and came out of the dormitory with a suitcase in his hand.

Looking back at the place where they had lived for four years.

Those memories suddenly came to my mind.

Tang Monk shook his head, didn't let himself think about those memories, and desperately let himself think about the future.

Brother Wolf put Tang Seng's luggage in the trunk of the car, and then sat in the driver's seat.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Brother Wolf looked at Tang Seng's expression and said with a little teasing expression.

"I feel uncomfortable. I finally got rid of the burden of the students. Bravely move to the most important stage of life. Tang Seng couldn't help but feel depressed that Brother Wolf was still making him shed tears with everything in this school.

"Ha ha. It's okay. It's not that I don't know you. Similar to a poet, he likes to be sad in spring and autumn. I didn't mean to laugh at you. When I sent the poet away yesterday. That guy actually cried. It made me burst into tears. Fuck... I've never been so humiliated." Brother Wolf said as he started the car.

"Brother Wolf, do you think poets won't really go to Africa?" Tang Monk really can't stand this feeling. Once again, he took out the red panda in his pocket and pumped it.

Brother Wolf was driving, and Tang Monk didn't let him continue to smoke his own.

"This is the possibility. We can't change what the poet decides. Brother Wolf took a look at Tang Monk and took two puffs of smoke from his mouth.

"It seems that only you have a future for us." Tang Monk took out another one and lit it.

"Cut. Who the fuck knows about the future? Say I have a future. Maybe you will do better than me in the future. I don't know how much I can reach in ten years. If there is no merit in being a small company commander, I will thank God. Brother Wolf also seemed to be a little depressed.

"If you only have that little ability, I'm really looking at the wrong person. But at least it's better than us! There is nothing to break through. I don't know if I can support myself in a few years. Tang Seng smiled and said.

"You fucking boy, it doesn't take as much as five years. We must call you brother within two years. And the beast of the banshee. With his beauty, finding a rich woman is not as simple as eating a bowl of rice. What I'm most worried about now is the poet. Brother Wolf suddenly turned the corner and casually threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"That's right! Who made him a poet?" Tang Seng also sighed helplessly and threw out the cigarette butt in his hand.

Looking at the disappeared cigarette butts, Tang Seng smiled and said, "There will be no chance to smoke red pandas in the future."

As soon as Brother Wolf heard this, he was happy and laughed and scolded, "I know you can't forget this. I brought you one."

"Thank you."

Next, Tang Seng and Brother Wolf were silent, as if slowly feeling the sadness of leaving.

But Brother Wolf still opened his mouth.

"Tang Monk. Forget about that! Live a good life." Brother Wolf finally said this sentence.

Tang Seng was silent and the car stopped.

"I will go to BJ to find you when I have time. Remember to take care of the banshee. Call me if something happens in BJ. Tang Seng took out the luggage in the car and said to Brother Wolf with a smile.

"Don't worry! I know you don't like BJ, so we don't force you to go at all. One should take care of himself outside. Call me if you have something to call. If anyone touches my brother, I will definitely hit him and his father won't recognize it. Brother Wolf said lightly.

In fact, Tang Monk has never doubted the strength of Brother Wolf, as if he could easily finish what Monk Tang thought was very difficult. Brother Wolf has become the boss of the four of them, and they seem to target him at any time.

Non-stop struggle.

Although now the poet is going to Africa, and Tang Monk is going to QD, the banshee is going to seduce the rich woman, and the wolf brother is going to the army. But they never seem to have left.

"I hope you will become a good entrepreneur next time I see you again." Brother Wolf hugged Tang Monk and encouraged Tang Monk.

"I hope you will become an excellent soldier when I see you again next time." Tang Monk gave him the same blessing.

The two of them smiled at each other, and then Tang Monk dragged his luggage away.

Tang Seng knew that Brother Wolf drove the car away slowly until his figure had disappeared.

Tang Monk.

Everyone must be surprised why he called this name.

The first thing to say is that Tang Monk is not a monk.

In fact, what I want to say is that Tang Monk's name is not Tang Monk.

Tang Monk.

is just a nickname.

A nickname called by everyone who knows Tang Monk.

The reason why everyone calls him Tang Seng. There are many reasons.

List the reasons.

First, the Tang monk is very white and elegant, and he feels like a literary youth, so he is very similar to the Tang monk.

Second, Tang Monk's name is Tang Dingyi. When he was in kindergarten, he hated to write the first word and liked to write Dingyi, because there were only three paintings, which was very simple. Later, everyone called him Sanhua. But I thought Sanhua didn't sound good, so I called him Sanzang. And his surname is Tang, so he is called Tang Monk.

Third, during college, Tang Monk has never had such a very ordinary but very bad thing with any girl. So everyone thinks that he is like the Tang monk in Journey to the West: dedicated to the Buddha.

Many women say that the white horse is not necessarily the prince, but the Tang monk.

This sentence can show a woman's dislike for Tang Monk and her love for the prince.

Tang Monk felt that there must be some meaning in their words.

First, from the perspective of money, although many of the current monks are postgraduate diplomas, as far as the Tang Dynasty where the Tang monk lived, as long as you want, you can be a beggar can be a monk, so the Tang monk has no money. The only few important treasures in hand are just the nine-ring tin rod and gold foil given to him by Sister Guanyin, but compared with the prince, they are simply nothing. The prince can be like some rich second generation, pointing to Tang Monk's nose and saying, "You are the poor." So women like princes, because women like money.

At this time, don't let a woman stand up and say that she doesn't love money.

In that way, many people will look at you with special contemptuous eyes, and then say to you in a particularly gentle voice: "Don't pretend to be arrogant, pretend to attract thunder; don't pretend to be pure, pretend to attract people."

Second, from the perspective of sexual desire, Tang Monk is a monk. Naturally, he will not be able to touch gently and tease at the right time, and can't mobilize a woman's lust. If you want to take care of it, it's better to buy a self-consolation device or put a cucumber on a * pregnancy * condom when they need it. However, the prince will, and he has been served by maidservants in the palace since he was a child. That kind of teasing skill has been practiced and used incisively and vividly. So women like princes, because women like men with emotions.

Tang Monk sat in the waiting room, lit a cigarette, and then took out his mobile phone to call the poet.

At this time, the poet had not woken up from his sleep.

Maybe he must be thinking about his trip to Africa at this time.

"Tang Monk, why are you calling so early?" The poet yawned and complained.

"Brother, I'm in the waiting room now! I'll chat with you when I'm bored." Tang Monk smoked a cigarette fiercely, and then spit out a beautiful smoke ring.

"Has Brother Wolf left?" The poet's voice is not as decadent as at the beginning, and it seems to have woken up.

"Just left. How are your plans for your trip to Africa? Tang Monk still brought the topic to this.

"Leave TS in half a month." The poet sighed and said.

"I don't understand. If you study art and design, you should go to Paris. Why do you want to go to Africa? Aren't you afraid that your masterpiece will be wiped by African little black children as toilet paper one day? Tang Monk and all three of them disagreed with the poet's decision. They felt that the poet's decision to go to Africa was not as good as the banshee's decision to find a rich woman, which could make Tang Monk and Brother Wolf easier to accept.

"Hehe, just wipe it. I just need to keep those things in my mind. Why don't you call the banshee? He should feel lonely when he first arrived at BJ alone. The poet doesn't want to quarrel too much on this topic. Although he knew that Tang Monk was kind to himself. But he still doesn't want to give up his persistence.

"I'm afraid to disturb him to make money." Tang Seng smiled and said.

"That's right. They may be fighting for gold every day." The poet also joked.

"Travelers to QD should pay attention. It's time to board the bus. Everyone, get in the car quickly. A middle-aged man shouted in a rough voice.

"I'm going to board the car! Let's talk when we have a chance."

"Ye-huh. Pay attention on the way. Bye." The poet didn't say much. He is a person who likes to put his feelings in his heart, and he even prefers to write those feelings in his words or draw them in his paintings. Instead of saying loudly to Tang Monk, "Actually, I love you very much."

He felt that it was a blasphemy of their friendship.

Too pretentious.

After Tang Seng got into the car and finished his luggage, he received a phone call from Brother Wolf.

"Be careful all the way."

This is the only thing Brother Wolf said to Tang Monk on the phone.

Tang Seng said "En" and heard the "dudu" sound of the phone. He knew that Brother Wolf was afraid that they didn't know what to say to each other. That will make them more sad.

Tang Seng closed his mobile phone and sighed deeply.

The car hasn't started yet, and the mobile phone rings again.

An unfamiliar number.

"Hello, hello." Tang Monk said politely.

"Fal. Stop pretending. I'm a demon." The banshee doesn't like to be called a banshee, and he prefers to be called a demon. Because in that way, others will think that he likes to eat kidneys, because he likes to eat kidneys and has strong human sexual functions.

"How about in BJ? Are you taken a fancy by that rich woman? Tang Monk joked.

"Not yet, I'm squatting! Let's see if there is a rich woman who drives a Porsche. The banshee said with a smile.

"When you are taken care of, don't forget, buddy!" Tang Seng smiled and said.

"I'll send you a Hummer then." The banshee said generously.

"All right! I'll wait for your rich Porsche woman to find it as soon as possible.

"Be careful on the road. Call me when you change your number." The banshee suddenly seemed to have an emergency and told her.

"Ye-huh. All right."

"Bye-bye."

Before Tang Monk could say "bye-bye" to the banshee, he hung up the phone.