the next morning.
On the bed, Zheng Yang slowly opened his eyes, and then seemed to realize something, and his eyes suddenly widened.
He sat up from the bed like a corpse and reached for the mobile phone next to him.
what the f…!
7.50? ? ?
Zheng Yang quickly jumped up from the bed, ran to the kitchen, and quickly inserted a few slices of bread into the toaster.
Toaster: Oh, don’t go so fast so early in the morning~
Then he rushed into the toilet, quickly took out his toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed it hard in the mirror.
After washing up, which took 30 seconds, Zheng Yang stood in front of the toilet with his pants half off.
This minute of tranquility flows like a clear stream in these ten minutes full of rush.
Beauty is always so short-lived.
Zheng Yang picked up his pants, washed his hands, and rushed to the kitchen, taking out a few slices of bread from the toaster.
He stuffed it into his mouth, biting into pieces of bread, and holding a few in his hand.
He took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and put it in his schoolbag. He didn't have time to take a closer look and ran out of the house after putting on his shoes.
Just like that, Zheng Yang ran down the street with a piece of bread in his mouth and a backpack on one shoulder.
It’s really a cyberpunk style street.
Sports cars with a sense of cool technology and rich streamlines are parked in front of neon bars on the street, and there are also big black trucks with a solemn and tough-guy style.
Even for pedestrians, their mode of transportation seems to have changed from bicycles to hoverboards.
Because of the early morning, the streets were more or less deserted.
Zheng Yang had no time to care about anything else.
Running on the street in the early morning with a piece of bread in his mouth.
Climb over obstacles, climb walls, climb stairs, and even parkour on rooftops, jumping between two rooftops.
This almost straight line and the fastest path to school may not be called a path.
Finally, Zheng Yang crossed the school wall and arrived at the school.
What was exciting was that when I jumped off the fence and looked up, I saw that the school gate was closing and the guard was just collecting the keys.
Fortunately, I didn't go through the gate...
Zheng Yang ran in the campus corridor, relying on Zheng Xiaoyang's memory in his mind, and ran to a classroom with an open door.
The teacher inside is taking roll call.
"Zheng Xiaoyang."
"Zheng Xiaoyang?"
Soon enough, Zheng Yang braked to the door of the classroom.
"arrive!"
Zheng Yang held a half-eaten piece of bread in his mouth, holding the door with one hand, taking the piece of bread from his mouth with one hand, bending over and panting.
Even a mercenary's physique cannot withstand this parkour, which is similar to Assassin's Creed.
The hard work paid off, and Zheng Yang finally arrived at the classroom in time for the 8 o'clock class.
The teacher who called the roll happened to be the head teacher, a typical Chinese teacher.
The teacher looked at the door with a dark face.
"Zheng Xiaoyang! My dear, you didn't ask for fourteen days of leave just because you had a cold."
When Zheng Yang heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Uncle Er, is this the reason you racked your brains and thought about? ? If it really doesn't work, you can just say I was hit by a car!
"You're late on your first day back at school?" The teacher stood on the podium and asked Zheng Yang at the door.
At this time, the school bell rang like a slap in the face.
"Um, teacher, it's you who started class early."
The teacher on the podium looked a little embarrassed and waved his hand for Zheng Yang to come in and sit down quickly.
Then Zheng Yang walked into the classroom while eating bread and sat back where Xiao Yang was in his memory.
Xiaoyang's position is also the protagonist, in the back row by the window.
Suddenly Zheng Yang choked on a piece of bread and quickly took out a drink from his backpack.
Opening the can is tons and tons.
Zheng Yang suddenly felt something was wrong.
After swallowing, he looked at the can.
Brilliant beer, the man’s choice!
Zheng Yang hurriedly put the beer into his desk. When he looked up, he saw the classmates around him looking at him with a bit of horror in their eyes.
Fortunately the teacher didn't see it.
Zheng Yang hurriedly put his finger in front of his mouth, gesturing to everyone around him to shush.
mlgb, it should be that Uncle Er stuffed it into the refrigerator last night.
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Let's turn the time back to last night.
At this time, Zheng Yang was buying barbecue from a roadside barbecue stall with Uncle Er.
"Have you finished eating so much? Uncle Er."
"That's it? Uncle Er is not bragging to you. Uncle Er used to have 9 dates a day, one for barbecue, and I was able to handle this."
Zheng Er said disdainfully.
"Your uncle has a huge appetite."
Zheng Yang looked at Zheng Er with a funny expression from his previous life.
The two of them looked at each other for a while, laughing.
The owner of the barbecue restaurant directly opposite was smiling while grilling, but he was thinking whether these two fools would have money to pay the bill?
After the two quarreled, the barbecue was ready.
"Ting, Peter treasure has arrived at 300 yuan."
"The money has been transferred, boss, let's go..."
Before he finished speaking, Zheng Er put his arms around Zheng Yang's neck and pulled him out.
"Come on, uncle Er will take you to get some good things."
"Okay, Uncle Er, please stop tying my neck. It's really uncomfortable."
The two people walked away without noticing that the owner of the barbecue restaurant breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone and clicked on it.
A strange yet familiar old song sounded for a moment, and the phone was connected.
"Hey, big boss, Zheng Er is with his nephew."
"Yeah, yeah, that's right. There are no other women around. I just found a chance to get close to Zheng Er. There is no perfume smell."
"Okay boss, I'll call it a day."
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At the same time, Zheng Er took Zheng Yang to his destination and walked out of the door after finishing his work.
The two walked side by side, each holding a case of beer in his hand and another case on his shoulder.
It's just that Zheng Er's face is filled with happiness, while Zheng Yang is a little worried.
"Uncle Er, you said I will go back to school tomorrow. Is it okay to drink tonight?"
"There are still so many boxes."
Zheng Er said with a disdainful expression.
"Don't meet your uncle. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so we should have a good time together."
"Hurry up, don't wait too long, the barbecue will get cold if it's too late."
This is not a matter of seeing the outside world. . . .
Zheng Yang reluctantly accompanied this strange "relative", but this was the first relative of Xiao Yang that Zheng Yang met after traveling through time. Fortunately, he was not the kind who was closer to Xiao Yang, otherwise he might have seen the flaw, although it was difficult to see it. nothing.
At most, he just thinks that Xiaoyang has changed after this mission.
So, so, so, so.
Zheng Er and Zheng Yang sat cross-legged in front of a small table at Xiaoyang's house. The table was filled with the few remaining barbecue and skewers after the storm. Of course, beer was also indispensable. There was a box of beer beside them each, and they held it high. Beer mug.
"Di Li Dang Cang."
The glasses clinked together.
"Xiaoyang, let's get along! You accept me as your eldest brother! You will be my little brother from now on!"
Zheng Er held Zheng Yang's neck, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, and the smell of alcohol and saliva came out as he spoke.
Zheng Yang was held around the neck. Zheng Yang, who was only 1.8 meters tall in high school now, looked like a little daughter-in-law compared to the rugged and strong Zheng Er.
Zheng Yang was not bad either, he responded loudly with a blushing face.
"Okay! From now on, Uncle Er, you are my eldest brother!"
"Big Brother is covering you! Call Big Brother to come and listen."
"Brother!"
"Little brother!"
"..."
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It’s hard to look back on the past, and remember social death after drinking.
Zheng Yang was sitting in the back row by the window, sucking a straw in his mouth, which was connected to the brilliant beer. His chin was supported by his hand, and his head was facing outward.
He ignored the whispers of his classmates because Zheng Yang's class was on the fifth floor, so he could see the city streets outside the school walls.
Zheng Yangzheng's eyes were shining as he looked out the window at the colorful cars on the road with rich curves, full of technology, and his eyes gradually sank.
Suddenly, a piece of chalk came flying towards me.
Zheng Yang reached out and grabbed it without looking back.
The roar of a tigress came from the podium.
"Zheng Xiaoyang!! It doesn't matter if you don't pay attention in class, but you still drink in class openly!!"
Being stunned by the teacher's voice, Zheng Yang was stunned for a short time and then suddenly woke up.
Damn it, why am I in a daze.
Is this wine so potent?
Zheng Yang stood up immediately.
"Teacher, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again next time."
Sincere attitude and sincere language.
The teacher waved his hand.
"I'm done with you, there's no next time! Sit down."
