A Lucky Coin

When they left after eating, Yan Hang drove them to the elevator.

The guests who didn't know might be able to know what kind of VIP they were, even the waiter had two to follow them together, and Yan Hang stopped them.

"Brother Hang, don't send us off," Hu Biao said. "We are not big people."

"It's okay," Yan Hang pressed the elevator button. "The first grade classmates of junior high school are quite big people."

"Let's go to our school to play when you have time," Zhou Chunyang said, "We have a very good barbecue over there, so we can go over there and make skewers together."

"Okay." Yan Hang smiled.

Xiao Li’s barbecue is good, but he doesn’t actually need to travel so far to eat next to the school.

I looked at the floor display on the elevator on the first day.

"I'll call you after get off work." Yan Hang leaned in his ear and said softly when the elevator arrived.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

After entering the elevator, he looked at Yan Hang standing outside.

He had never seen Yan Hang wearing black before. Most of Yan Hang's clothes were light-colored. He didn't expect that black would look so good.

He admired Yan Hang very much. He was able to wear his clothes with such an effect. He couldn't find a trace of what he looked like in sportswear. From his figure to his temperament, he was perfect.

After the elevator door was closed, he leaned on the car.

I can’t remember which year it was New Year’s Eve. My aunt wanted to buy him a suit and took him to the store to try it out. After putting on the clothes, he was very excited and thought he might be handsome all over the city in the next second. .

As a result, standing in front of the mirror, he turned around in fright and ran back to the dressing room, for fear that one more person would see him as if he had stolen a suit.

After that, he felt that he still wears school uniforms more securely. Everyone has school uniforms. No matter how ugly they are, others will not look at you too much.

Safety.

He sighed slightly, when can he look handsome in all clothes like Yan Hang?

"The first day of the new year?" someone next to him called him. On the first day of the year, he recovered and found that he had followed a few people to the door of the hotel, waiting for a taxi to come.

"Huh?" he answered.

"Add it." Hu Biao shook his phone.

"Oh." He just noticed that a few people were adding friends, and quickly took out his mobile phone and added them to each other.

"Your friend said he doesn't have WeChat," Zhou Chunyang said, "Really? Is there anyone who doesn't have WeChat these days?"

"Who?" On the first day of the year, he felt that his ears were standing up.

The taxi stopped in front of them, Zhou Chunyang opened the door of the co-pilot: "Yan Hang."

This time the hair seemed to stand up too, and he couldn't hold back it on the first day of the new year, and grabbed his head twice with his hands: "He doesn't, don't need it."

"Oh." Zhou Chunyang said nothing else.

After everyone got in the car, they looked out of the car window on the first day of the morning and felt like they should reflect on it.

To him, Yan Hang is very important, very important. His only friend when he grows up is the only one who can chat with him easily, tell him to eat at home, make things for him, and do magic for him... …

Maybe others will have many such friends.

But he only had Yan Hang.

He thinks Yan Hang is very good, very handsome, very smart, very awesome...

When suddenly he realized that someone else felt the same way and would approach Yan Hang on the initiative like him, he would be very nervous.

There is a feeling that some baby is about to be taken away.

In fact, everyone has a lot of friends. Some are particularly good, and some are generally good. He and Yan Hang should be particularly good ones, but I don’t know why, facing Zhou Chunyang and Yan Hang, even friends are not just talking. When the relationship is a few words, he will be very nervous.

... He felt that he and Yan Hang were particularly good, what about Yan Hang?

A few people were chatting along the way, but he was silent. He didn't like to talk to people at ordinary times, and he didn't want to talk at the moment.

Depressed.

When they returned to the dormitory, Su Bin was still lying in bed and playing with his mobile phone. The only change was that a power bank was added to the phone.

He admired him very much in the first year of junior high, let alone playing with mobile phones, he couldn't even sleep for such a long time, from morning to night from black to white.

"Are those two here?" Zhang Qiang turned his head to look at Su Bin when he saw the luggage on the last two empty beds.

"Yeah." Su Bin responded.

"Where did the people go?" Zhang Qiang asked again.

"I don't know." Su Bin said.

"I fucking clean up you sooner or later." Zhang Qiang said.

Su Bin said nothing, and continued to look affectionately at his mobile phone.

There was nothing in the afternoon. According to my own plan on the first day of the junior high school, I wanted to continue to find a place to work. It was actually not bad to distribute flyers. The time was flexible and not too tiring. Before I found a place for long-term part-time work, I thought it was a good one. Temporary part-time job.

But the plan fell through.

When he slept for a while and was about to go out, the last two classmates in the dorm came back.

After some exchanges on the first day of the junior high school, they learned that they were both locals like Zhou Chunyang, and they were from a junior high school. The taller one was called Gao Xiaoyang, and the shorter one was called Xiao...Wu Xu.

On the first day of the junior high school, they felt that they were very good. They seemed to be at least two normal students, neither social nor weird, and Wu Xu was shorter than him.

Of the eight people in the dormitory, only Wu Xu was shorter than him. This moved him very much, almost all of them were taller than him.

The plan to go out to find a job fell through because the two of them came back. The three locals were very enthusiastic and were about to take them around immediately.

In fact, there is nothing to transfer near the school. It has been transferred before the first year of the middle school, and I didn't even find a place to work.

But he still went out with a group of people. After all, he was alone in the activities organized by the school. This kind of classmates was spontaneously organized, and even this kind of aimless wandering, he never experienced Over.

-I just wandered around with my classmates and just returned to the dorm

Yan Hang looked down and smiled at the news sent over on the first day of the first year of the junior high school, and the angry dog ​​started to play with his classmates.

Although his concept of "classmates" stayed many years ago, and he didn't leave any impression because he really didn't like going to school, he could still feel his happiness from this sentence in the first year of junior high.

The classmates in the first grade were fine, although they were all silly boys except for Zhou Chunyang, but it was obvious that they did not reject him because of the stuttering in the first grade.

After all, no one here knows the past of the first year of junior high school, no one has seen his family, and there is no environment like inertia to bully people from the crowd.

But this is certainly not the whole story. Listening to the meaning of the first year classmates, he must have done something so that everyone can quickly accept him.

Gee.

The little dog is really terrific now, and he's almost becoming a bull terrier.

"Brother Hang," a little waiter girl came over, "Are you free?"

"What?" Yan Hang looked at her, the old waiters called him by name, and the new waiters called him brother.

"I want to change classes with Xiao Peng tomorrow," the little girl was a little nervous. "He also agreed. I want to ask you if you can?"

"The reason for the shift?" Yan Hang asked.

"I have something at home," said the little girl, "I have to do it tomorrow."

Yan Hang took a look at the schedule, "Okay, you two can change."

"Thank you Hang Brother." The little girl ran away.

Yan Hang glanced at the restaurant, there were no more guests, and the sanitation stared at him and he could leave work.

He sent a message to the first day of junior high school.

-I'll be looking for you in a while, about half an hour before I can leave

-Don’t run over, it’s too far, I’ll go to Xiaoli’s BBQ to meet you

-Are you hungry?Want to eat barbecue?

-You can eat anything, I'm out now

-Fine

I don't know why, looking at such anxious first day, he was inexplicably anxious, so he took the rag and went over to help clean up.

Thanks to now he is only acting as a foreman, and a lot of work has not been handed over. Although there was a night shift manager before, Chen Jinling still only leaves work after nine o'clock every day.

After the sanitation was done, he went to the locker room to change his clothes. As soon as he came out, he saw Zhang Chen running over.

Don’t have trouble, don’t have trouble...

Yan Hang looked at her and kept thinking in his heart.

"I thought you were gone," Zhang Chen handed over a few printed lists. "The new menu that the manager just brought over, should you translate it?"

"Should I read it?" Yan Hang asked, he had never translated the menu.

"Sister Chen did it before." Zhang Chen said.

"Well," Yan Hang took it over and took a look. The content was not too much, but he was a little confused by a lot of words, "I will bring it to him tomorrow."

"Are you out again?" Hu Biao was sitting at the table and calling, and when he saw the first day of the first day of the new year walking out with his mobile phone, he asked in surprise, "You are really energetic."

"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.

The energy is quite vigorous, it is to find Yan Hang, let him run over now, he has no problem.

"Hey, wait," Hu Biao called him again when he was about to go out, and then muzzled the microphone and asked in a low voice, "the first year of junior high school, do you have any nickname?"

"What?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"It's the nickname, what kind of name or something?" Hu Biao still suppressed his voice.

Looking at him on the first day of the new year, I was very confused.

nickname?

His nickname is probably stuttering?

Still name?

What is the name?

"Huh?" Hu Biao looked at him persistently and eagerly, "For example, my nickname is Big Tiger!"

what!

In the first year of junior high school, I felt that I understood a little bit, and so on, his nickname should be his freshman year.

...It sounds very strange, not as good as animals.

what!

He suddenly understood very well, and glanced at Hu Biao: "Dog."

"Wh... what?" Hu Biao was stunned.

"Dog," said the first day of the new year, "Dog."

He liked this name very much, and he felt very kind every time Yan Hang called him that.

Hu Biao stared at him for a long time, finally let go of his hand covering the microphone, and said to the phone: "Dog."

On the first day of junior high, he didn't know what Hu Biao was doing, and he didn't have time to ask. He was anxious to go to Xiao Li's barbecue and wait for Yan Hang, so he turned and left the dormitory.

The dog is out!

He trot down the stairs.

Yan Hang originally thought he had to go to Xiao Li to barbecue first, but as soon as he entered the door, the uncle pointed to the table by the window: "That table."

On the first day of the new year, he smiled happily and waved at him.

"Are you so fast?" Yan Hang walked over and sat down, looking at the first day of the middle school, "Bus?"

"Taking a taxi." The first day of the day rubbed his nose.

"The rich man, did you take a taxi?" Yan Hang smiled.

"There are too many people on the bus," Chu Yi sighed, "Our school is full of students, and I will be crowded out for a while and won't go up."

"Taking a taxi is expensive, right?" Yan Hang said.

"No, take the mini-bus first," said the first day of the new year. "Take the taxi again."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"What is this, what?" Chu Yi pointed to the menu he put on the table.

"Our new menu, I brought it back and translated it," Yan Hang said, "Do you want to see it?"

"Look." Chu Yi took the menu and opened it curiously.

He just glanced at it, and he was stunned.

"I thought it was in Chinese." He looked at the English.

"English to Chinese." Yan Hang said.

"The name of the dish, why is it so long?" He didn't understand the first day of the new year, and pointed to the first line, "What is this?"

"Strawberry parfait," Yan Hang glanced at, "Strawberry Parfait."

"Ah." On the first day of the junior high school, I felt that I was really a terrible dog. I didn't understand English, but I could only understand half of Chinese.

But this was the first time he heard Yan Hang speak English, and it was completely different from how he usually finished speaking.

He looked at him for a long time on the first day of the new year, and then lowered his head and pointed at another string of English: "What about this?"

"Black forest gateau, black forest cake." Yan Hang smiled.

"The cake is not K, K...K grams?" asked the first day.

"Gateau should be a more standard way of saying," Yan Hang hooked his mouth, "I don't know either, I guess."

"That..." On the first day of the new year, he poked his fingers down on the paper. In fact, he didn't have much interest in these things, just wanted to hear Yan Hang speak.

Very nice and very cool.

"Terrine of foie gras, fillet of sea bass," Yan Hang read down the place of his finger, "French foie gras and boneless bass, these are very simple, our waiter knows that they work longer."

"Yeah." On the first day of the first year, he held his chin, in fact, he felt that he didn't hear what Yan Hang was saying, so he thought it sounded nice.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"No," Chu Yi smiled, "You speak English, your language is really good, and it sounds good."

"Really," Yan Hang also smiled, "I think it sounds good to hear you stutter."

"Don't... bully... bully... people..." said the first day.

"I didn't bully you," Yan Hang said, "Now that you are such a bull, who would dare to bully you, tell me, did you do something in school? The people in a dormitory let you cover it?"

"No," was a little embarrassed in the first year of the new year, "I just pulled it, and pulled it."

"Pull frame?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Just go to another dormitory, come and beat people," said the first day of the new year, "I will pull and drive."

"How many people?" Yan Hang asked.

"Six." said the first day.

"...You're pretty good?" Yan Hang looked at him, "What about fighting in groups, are you one-fourth?"

I didn't speak on the first day of the junior high school, and I always felt that it was a bit showy to talk to Yan Hang. He had seen how easy Yan Hang was in a fight, so he raised his arm.

"Make an appointment," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Let us have a try if you have time."

"Try what?" The first day of the year was taken aback.

"Fight." Yan Hang said.

"No." Chu Yi was taken aback. He knew that he was okay to fight a few people now, but he didn't even think about fighting with Yan Hang. Not only did Yan Hang fight fiercely, his movements were also very beautiful. He just started practicing before. When punching, the scene where Yan Hang could put him on the ground casually raised his leg is still vivid. When he fell to the ground, he was full of only three words, so cool.

Oh four words.

"Why?" Yan Hang asked.

"Afraid to beat you, I cried." said the first day.

"Oh," Yan Hang laughed, "Hurry up and beat me to cry. I haven't cried for years."

"When I have it, I will be free." Chu nodded.

"Why are you so shameless?" Yan Hang smiled and handed him a bunch of mutton.

"I want more from you, what kind of face do I want." said the first day.

Yan Hang suddenly lost his voice.

I took a bite of mutton on the first day of the new year and felt something was wrong. When I looked up, I found that Yan Hang was looking at him, his eyes drifting a little.

"What's wrong?" I was nervous on the first day of the first year, fearing that I had said something wrong.

"No," Yan Hang took a sip of beer, then said softly after a while, "I suddenly thought of my dad."

On the first day of the junior high school, I didn't know what made Yan Hang suddenly think of Uncle Yan, but now Yan Hang's words really made him tremble.

Not only did I think of Uncle Yan, I thought of my father, I thought of the dead Old Ding, and I thought of the thing that he had already begun to slowly stop thinking about.

I also remembered that this was a knife that had been suspended between him and Yan Hang for a year and didn't know when it would fall.

"Tomorrow's military training?" Yan Hang quickly changed the subject.

"Well," Chu nodded a little, "the collar of the dress, it's all right."

"I haven't taken pictures to show me yet." Yan Hang said.

"Tomorrow," Lu Yi thought for a while, suddenly straightened up and took out the phone to face Yan Hang, "I almost forgot, forgot."

"Do you want to laugh?" Yan Hang looked at the camera.

"All." said the first day.

Yan Hang smiled, he clicked the shutter, it looked good.

Yan Hang took a bite of the fish, he clicked the shutter, it looked good!

Yan Hang took a sip of beer, he clicked the shutter, it was super nice!

"It's not over?" Yan Hang said.

"One more one, one more." said the first day of the month.

Yan Hang smiled and squinted his left eye.

My hands shook when I pressed the shutter on the first day of the new year.

Fortunately, there is no confusion.

When looking down at the photo, Yan Hang took out his mobile phone, tapped him twice, and then looked at the mobile phone: "Our dog's eyelashes are so long."

The two words "we" made Chu Yi suddenly feel a little dazed.

He didn't slow down until he finished the barbecue. He was a little confused when he followed Yan Hang to the bus station.

"Those who brought you to your dormitory," Yan Hang handed him a bag in his hand, "Or you can take a taxi. It won't be tasty when it's cold."

"Oh." He took the bag on the first day, and he didn't even notice when Yan Hang packed a bunch of barbecues.

When Yan Hang mentioned the people in the dormitory, he suddenly thought of Zhou Chunyang.

He frowned and looked at Yan Hang's profile. After holding back for a minute, he still didn't hold back: "He asked you for a WeChat account, did you have a WeChat ID?"

"Who?" Yan Hang turned his head.

"Zhou Chunyang." said the first day.

"That handsome guy?" Yan Hang smiled, "Yes, but I told him that I don't need WeChat. You are a friend on WeChat, and I don't want to add others."

Hearing Yan Hang's answer, the first day of the new year was a little excited.

You are just a friend!Don't want to add others!

But before he finished his excitement, he suddenly reacted: "Little handsome, brother?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him, "Who?"

"Little Zhou Chunyang, handsome guy?" Chu Yi glared at him.

"Ah," Yan Hang paused, leaning on the station billboard and enjoying himself, smiled and patted his face lightly, "Not handsome, you are the most handsome, you are the little handsome guy."

Nothing in the first day of the new year.

I'm a little embarrassed, I feel that since I saw Yan Hang this time, I've been a little slow down, and I don't know what's wrong.

"There is a free car," Yan Hang raised his arm, and a taxi approached him. He pulled the first one. "Let's go, little handsome boy, beautiful boy, handsome dog, rest early in the evening, and change his military training tomorrow. Remember to let me see."

"Good night." I wanted to say something on the first day of the junior high school. I thought it was appropriate for me to shut up in this state, so I didn't say anything else and got into the car directly.

"Good night." Yan Hang said through the car window.

No matter what time, no matter whether you are full or not, barbecue has the same charm.

A bunch of barbecues were taken back to the dormitory, and they were divided up within five minutes.

"Good buddies," Li Ziqiang said, "I haven't forgotten the dorm brothers when I went out."

"Let's go out to make skewers tomorrow," Zhang Qiang said, "Didn't you see many barbecue shops today."

"Okay," Gao Xiaoyang nodded immediately, "It's too uncomfortable to stay in the dormitory overnight."

"Play cards." Hu Biao patted the table.

Everyone nodded.

"I won't," said the first day, "I sleep."

"There are people on the earth who can't play cards?" Wu Xu was a little surprised.

"I just arrived on the earth yesterday," said as he climbed up the bunk on the first day of the new year, "it's not suitable yet, should."

"Let's do it," Wu Xu said, "Look at us. It's very easy. I'll get used to it a few times."

"Okay." Chu Yi nodded while lying on the bed with a smile.

He enjoyed the feeling of making jokes and talking easily among classmates.

Except when I saw Zhou Chunyang I was a little upset.

In fact, Zhou Chunyang people are quite nice, generous and unsocial.

The first day of the new year sighed.

The military training lasts for ten days, which is much longer than in junior high school.

It is a nightmare to get up at 6:30 in the morning after being lazy for a summer vacation.

Only the first person in the dormitory got up on time, and Zhou Chunyang yawned and got out of bed when he came out.

"You're really good," he looked at the first year of junior high school, "I thought I was the first."

"Would you like to call them?" asked on the first day of the new year, when they gather at seven, they will have to be late no matter what.

"Call," Zhou Chunyang took a lunch box from the shelf, knocked on the table, and shouted, "Just hit!"

I almost jumped on the first day of the new year.

"Fuck me!" Li Ziqiang bounced off the bed, "Hit someone!"

"Fight!" Zhang Qiang also bounced.

"It's going to be late," Zhou Chunyang said, "Hurry up, I won't have time to eat soon."

"Get up, get together!" The door of the dormitory was knocked by the teacher, "Are you all up!"

"Get up!" Hu Biao shouted.

After washing and dressing in a mess in the dormitory and laughing at each other, the first day of the junior high school went out with everyone.

Very fresh and exciting, his brand-new life began.

It's weird to think about it.

There were a lot of people in the canteen, and a few of them stood at the door and froze for a while and decided to give up. They went to the canteen to buy two pieces of bread and ate them.

At the first day of the assembly, I realized that the school is really big and there are many new students.

It took a long time to gather together.

When assembled, he saw the few people who ran into their dormitory to fight yesterday, and stared at him unhappy.

The teams are arranged in order of height, with the first row in the first row.

It's a bit uncomfortable, and I feel that there are all eyes behind me.

"Well, the first class of auto repair, just follow this order, everyone remembers," the head teacher said, "the talents of our class were all there last night, and I didn't introduce myself, now I will call you a name."

The head teacher flipped through the book in his hand and began to roll the call.

On the first day of the new year, I was a little nervous and my palms started to sweat.

"First grade." The head teacher called his name.

"Here." He responded.

"Dog?" someone in the team said very lowly.

Chu Yi was shocked.

"Is it a dog?"

"Dog."

On the first day of the junior high school, he suddenly reacted and understood why Hu Biao asked him what his nickname was yesterday. He turned his head and stared at Hu Biao who was standing diagonally behind him.

Hu Biao smiled at him and raised his eyebrows, and pressed his voice triumphantly: "You are on fire, don't thank me."

Fire your uncle!Thank you, uncle!

The one in the first auto repair class is called a native dog!

Who used a nickname to call a dog when he became famous?