A Lucky Coin

Li Xiao didn’t tell Yan Hang about the first day of the junior high school. The main reason was that he didn’t know what to say, just a few conversations. I really wanted to say it. In the first day of the junior high school, I felt like a little girl. Go home and tell the parents.

However, Li Xiao didn't do anything else. He came to wash the car every two or three days. He called for the first wash on the first day of the middle school. If he was not available on the first day, he would voice control other employees.

The other employees have nothing to say about this matter, but Mr. Aqi is a little unhappy.

"Don't go to the repairing side all the time," said Aqi. "You don't even count as an internship. It's a summer job. You don't have enough car wash staff. You still think you can repair the car."

On the first day of the new year, he glanced at him and said nothing.

In fact, maintenance is not about getting old on the first day of the junior high school. The maintenance staff are actually more friendly than car washes. Sometimes they will take the initiative to ask the first day of junior high school to follow along. He is also willing to go. If Brother Liu is not here, he Really don't want to stay.

I don't know why, the people in the same store have different working atmospheres according to business.

In the first year of junior high school, I felt that no matter how bad I was, I still wouldn't know how to deal with such a relationship. I must still learn the profession well in the future. If I can do maintenance, I will feel much more comfortable facing a car by myself.

"Do you have any rest days?" Yan Hang asked while lying on the bed, yawning.

"No," went to the balcony on the first day of the new year to bring in the dried uniform and put it on. "Besides, car washing, maintenance, maintenance, it is counted, pieces, more, more money."

Yan Hang smiled and snorted a few times: "This pose makes life difficult, and I cry when I watch it."

"Life," Lu Yi looked at him, seeming to be looking for words. After searching for a long time, he raised his face and sang, "Like a ball of hemp...There is always something that can't be solved..."

The voice was quite loud, and Yan Hang was frightened by his passionate chanting song for several seconds before he picked up a pillow and smashed it over: "Hey, I'm going to you!"

"Little lump!" On the first day of the new year, he caught the pillow and continued to sing this sentence to the end.

Yan Hang took out the pillow he was resting on and smashed it over again: "Where did you go to learn! These are all the songs my dad listened to when I was young! And he sang it wrong!"

"Wrong?" caught the second pillow on the first day, "what is that, what?"

"That's also made of twine..." Yan Hangshun sang, and only halfway through the singing, he jumped up, grabbed Chu Chu and pushed it on the bed, slapped him several times and slapped him on his arm. you."

"You will, you will," said with a smile lying on the bed on the first day of the new year, "Uncle Yan was young, when you listened to you, you would know."

"Shut up!" Yan Hang released him and kicked his ass again.

"Liu, Brother Liu is good at playing this song," said the first day of the new year, "I will listen to it every day, and I will."

"Stay away from your brother Liu. It's already earthy enough. It's easy to learn such a song besides the ducklings." Yan Hang sighed.

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

He was very energetic on the first day of the new year, and Yan Hang was a little emotional when he watched him go out to wash the car in a good mood.

The work itself is very tiring, like the first day of the first day of the middle school from morning to night, not to mention, but if you don’t work, you won’t even be able to pay the tuition for the next year, and you will not be able to live your life. Go down.

Ordinarily, such pressure, no matter what the job, will make people feel exhausted.

But in the first year of the junior high school, I couldn't see such pressure. Apart from sleeping very heavily at night and sometimes sighing, there was no other performance.

Although Yan Hang had always laughed at the native dog in the first year of the junior high school, and sometimes was stunned, but in many cases, he would admire the child very much.

It can be carried.

He yawned and touched the book that the boss told him to read.

The writing is very interesting, combined with various cultures to discuss Western food, Yan Hang takes it seriously, and can see many of the boss's ideas and ideas in cooking.

Whether it is cooking or English, his level is not enough. It will be tiring and laborious if it takes a long time.

After reading the book for two hours on the bed, Yan Hang got up and took a shower, planning to go to Chezhidao to see the car washer.

He likes to look at his job in the first year of junior high. He hasn't seen the state of this kid doing professional-related matters.

Yan Hang changed his clothes, looked down at the window, and saw Cui Yi's car parked in the parking space downstairs.

"Do you want to repair your car?" He called Cui Yi.

"Say if you want to use the car," Cui Yi said, "Did you see my car downstairs."

Yan Hang laughed: "I don't need a car, I just want to make an excuse."

"Last time on the first day of the day, I said that there was black smoke in the exhaust pipe. Let me check it out," Cui Yi said. "Go and take a look."

"Yes." Yan Hang said.

"Go to the elevator and ring my phone." Cui Yi said.

Yan Hang went downstairs to the elevator entrance of Cui Yi's downstairs, called Cui Yi, and then hung up.

After a while, the elevator came down, and Cui Yi's car key was on the floor in the corner of the door.

"Using the elevator as a conveyor belt again?" The security guard said with a smile.

"Convenient and fast." Yan Hang nodded.

Chezhidao is still a pretty good chain store. There are several addresses on the navigation. He didn't tell him which store he was on the first day of the year, but he took a bus at the gate of the community every day, and the only way he could go was that store.

Yan Hang drove out the door and followed the navigation all the way.

I don't know why I remembered how to watch Xiao Li's barbecue every day with his mobile phone on the first day of the new year. He sighed slightly.

What an amazing dog.

The road of the car is quite easy to find, the sign is big, you can see it from far away, and the decoration is also pretty.

As soon as Yan Hang drove the car to the door, the two boys in uniforms came out.

"The exhaust pipe is a bit black smoke." Yan Hang said.

"Let's check it first," a young man said, "You come down and we will drive you in."

Yan Hang got out of the car, and a young man got in and drove the car to the maintenance area.

The place where the car was washed was at the door. Three of the four parking spaces stopped the car. Yan Hang glanced there, but didn't see the first day.

He went to the pit area again, and a little girl brought him a glass of water.

Still didn't see the first day of the new year, Yan Hang took a sip of water and was wondering if he ran to the wrong store when he saw someone in the ditch over there.

There was a car parked on the ditch and the man's face could not be seen.

But Yan Hang knew...this man's underwear.

Because this man is wearing his underwear.

Too bad, can't the pants be lifted up?Can't you tie a rope to your pants waist?The panties are all exposed!

"On the first day of the new year, please look at this car," the young man who drove in shouted at the other side of the trench, "I'll go to the computer room."

"Yeah." The owner of the underwear responded, and it was indeed the first year of the new year.

Yan Hang watched him withdraw from the ditch. He had been tossing for a long time, his body was sweaty, his T-shirts were all attached to his body, and the outline of the muscles inside could be seen.

On the first day of the junior high school, he took off his oil-soaked gloves and glanced here, and then he was stunned.

"Help me see." Yan Hang tilted his head.

"Why, why are you here?" On the first day of the new year, he was stunned for several seconds before he burst into a laugh, raised his arm and rubbed sweat on his forehead, and his forehead was rubbed against a gangster.

"Old Cui said you told him that he should come and see the car." Yan Hang hooked his mouth.

"Well," came over on the first day of the new year, nodding with a smile, "I'll take a look first."

"It's hard work, brother." Yan Hang said.

"No, hard work." Chu Yi walked to the front of the car and opened the hood.

Yan Hang stood and watched.

On the first day of the new year, he held the front of the car with his hands and bent down to look inside. The expression on his sweaty face was very serious and looked very seductive.

"It should be fire, spark plug." said the first day.

"Yeah." Yan Hang didn't pay attention to what he was checking, he just stared at his movements.

On the first day of the new year, he took out a screwdriver from a tool bag hanging from his waist, removed the engine cover, and looked at it again and then sighed: "Uncle Cui, this car, come, don’t you want to maintain it?"

"It seems that there is very little maintenance. I have been driving for many years, so I'm probably waiting for something wrong to change the car." Yan Hang said.

"The filter needs to be changed." The air filter was removed on the first day of the year. "I can't wash it."

"Change," Yan Hang nodded, "What else can I change?"

"Spark plug." said the first day.

"Okay." Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of the new year, he looked up at him again, with an uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth: "You really, really, actually ran here, here."

"Aren't you just regaining consciousness now?" Yan Hang said.

"Yes," Chu Yi smiled, "so happy."

"Silly dog." Yan Hang said.

There was nothing wrong with Cui Yi's car. The filter was changed at first, and then checked again, and the spark plug was also replaced.

Yan Hang kept staring at his movements.

He has been studying auto repair in the first year of junior high school for a year. He had never imagined what it was like when he repaired the car before. Before going out to play, there was no problem with this car for the first time to repair.

It is only now that he has seen how he was doing "professional related" work in the first year of junior high.

It's pretty modest. Whether it's the look of the tool or the expression during the inspection, it looks like an old hand, and there is no feeling of jerky or unskilled.

Very sexy.

Yan Hang retreated to the side and lit a cigarette.

"Do you know each other?" asked a young guy who was also wearing a uniform with oil specks next to him.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded, and passed the cigarette case and lighter in his hand.

The young man looked around, took a cigarette and lit it.

"The first day of the first year is very good," said the young man. "Many of the students who graduated from their school come to us for internships. He is no worse than the internships."

"Really." Yan Hang smiled.

"Drying auto repair is about technology, nothing else," the young man said. "With technology like the first year of junior high school, you can go anywhere when you graduate."

This young man didn't know if it was because he smoked Yan Hang's cigarette. In short, he had been boasting the first year of the first year of smoking.

Yan Hang himself didn't straighten his chest and shouted for pride in the first year of the new year. He couldn't help but brag about this guy's praise.

After changing everything that should be replaced, I checked all other parts on the first day of the new year.

"Let him come over and do some maintenance when you have time," Yan Hang said.

"It's okay now," said the first day.

"I will pay for it today," Yan Hang said, "it's up to him to maintain him."

"Oh," the first day of the day looked at him, "Yes, you want to buy a car for two or two hundred thousand."

Yan Hang laughed: "Should you stop washing it."

"Do you apply for a card?" asked the first day of the year.

"...Do you have a commission for the card?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"That's it," Yan Hang said, "Anyway, Old Cui doesn't have a fixed place to wash the car. Let's do one for him. This person usually relies on occasional sprinklers to wash cars."

The first day of the new year laughed: "Then you pass, come and pay."

It was the first time that I ran over to wash the car so proactively and happily in the first year of junior high.

He didn't feel any discomfort when Aqi washed with him.

"Your friend?" Aqi looked at Yan Hang, who was sitting on the chair with his legs stretched out and playing on the phone.

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

"Right?" Aqi asked again.

"No." said the first day.

"It looks like a mess." Aqi said.

Nothing in the first day of the new year.

"What did you do?" Aqi continued to ask.

"You go to collect, interview him." said the first day.

Brother Liu, who was washing the car in the parking lot next to him, listened to music: "Aqi doesn't sound like an interview, like an interrogation."

"I'm interrogating him," Aqi was a little shameless, "just just ask."

I didn't answer the conversation on the first day of the first year. I walked to the back of the car and bent over to face the wheels. Cui Yi's car has been running in the city.

Halfway through the wash, I saw a car that everyone knew was driving up outside the door.

Li Xiao is here.

Yan Hang turned his head and took a look, then took another look at him.

He told Yan Hang what car Li Xiao drove. It is estimated that Yan Hang recognized it, so he nodded. Yan Hang made a very obvious tut, then lowered his head to play with the phone.

"On the first day of the junior high school," Li Xiao called to him when he came in, "How long will it take for this car to be washed? Almost, right?"

"It'll take a while," said the first day.

"Then I will wait a moment." Li Xiao stood beside the car.

"There is another place over there," Brother Liu said, "Let's wash it there."

"No hurry," Li Xiao said and looked at his watch. "There is still some time."

There was no sound on the first day of the new year, and he looked at Yan Hang. Yan Hang still lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, without any response.

When the car was almost washed, Yan Hang walked over and took a look at the car: "Come on with the bumper again. It's quite big. Is it clean?"

"Oh." Xiaoyi responded, and the spray gun began to flush against the bumper.

"I'll fix the roof in a while," Yan Hang said, "I haven't moved this car for a long time, and the roof has a lot of bird droppings."

"Good." Chu nodded.

After rushing to Chase according to Yan Hang's request, Li Xiao looked at his watch again: "It's not over yet?"

"There is still mud in the tires," Yan Hang bent over and pointed at the tires, "I didn't wash it clean."

On the first day of the new year, he took the spray gun to continue.

At this moment, he already knew what Yan Hang was going to do, and he wanted to laugh a little, but held back.

Originally, according to the process, it was time to vacuum and clean the interior, but the command of Yan Hang had tossed for more than ten minutes. After a while, he had a fight with Li Xiao.

"This is endless?" Li Xiao couldn't help asking.

"I am obsessed with cleanliness," Yan Hang looked at him very sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Brother Liu probably noticed it. After washing the car next to him, he called A Qi, who was already extremely impatient: "Let's go and wash Boss Li's car."

"...Today is really bad luck." Aqi whispered.

"Go and drive Boss Li's car over," Brother Liu patted Aqi on the shoulder, then looked at Li Xiao, "There's still a while, let's go and wash it over there."

"You will pay attention to the vacuum in a while," Yan Hang continued. "Pick up the foot pad. It's all mud."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"There is also a seam in the car door, and a lot of mud has been collected." Yan Hang said.

"Cleanliness can still save so much mud and dust," Li Xiao finally gave up and waved to Brother Liu, "Old Liu, please help me wash it, I'll have something to do in a while."

After seeing Li Xiao go away, he breathed a sigh of relief on the first day of the new year. He didn't care to help Li Xiao wash the car. He was afraid that Li Xiao would continue to grind down. Yan Hang's kind of vigor came up and could go and beat Li Xiao.

Li Xiao walked away, and Yan Hang lost his voice control posture. He sat aside and pointed to the car door: "Hurry up, just suck inside."

"You Jie, are you getting better?" Chu Yi gave him a look.

"Jiejie, just get over it," Yan Hang said, "I can stand it."

"Normally, you can wash it well." At the beginning, I put a spray gun away, took the cloth and started to wipe the car.

"Does your workload increase in this way?" Yan Hang said, "It was originally the work of the two."

"It's okay," said the first day of the new year. "That's right. For me, it's a holiday and rest."

"The one who looks impatient," Yan Hang looked over there, "Is that the unfriendly colleague you mentioned?"

"Well," Chu nodded, wiping the car quickly, "he just didn't, I'm kind of not angry, strange."

"He is afraid of me." Yan Hang smiled.

Looked at him on the first day.

"Don't believe it," Yan Hang twitched his mouth, "I just look at people, especially at this point."

The first day of the new year sighed: "Then I am afraid, I am not afraid of you?"

"You are not afraid of me," Yan Hang said, "I am afraid of you."

"I'm afraid that as soon as I say it, then you will be softened." said the first day.

"I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by me." Yan Hang said.

He laughed for a long time on the first day.

Although Cui Yi's car is not maintained, the interior is good, and vacuuming is not a hassle.

But when he was sucking under the passenger seat on the first day of the new year, the vacuum cleaner opening was blocked by something. He turned off the vacuum cleaner and took a look. There was a small square bag stuck in the vacuum opening.

He looked at it, and there was not a single Chinese character on it, but... he felt that he knew vaguely that it was not something too pure.

"This..." He shook Yan Hang with the small bag in his fingers.

Yan Hang was stunned as soon as he looked up, and after two seconds he whispered: "Damn, are you inviting me?"

"Huh?" I didn't understand it in the first day of the year. "Under the car seat, I found it below."

"...Under the seat?" Yan Hang paused, walked over and took a look at the small bag, and then laughed, "Fortunately, it hasn't been opened. If this is a used one, I don't know what to do. Squeezed to Cui."

"This is avoiding, avoiding, avoiding..." Chu Yi said with a low voice, "Avoid..."

"Taotao." Yan Hang probably couldn't listen to it and made up for him.

"Avoiding condoms." The first day of the junior high school finally said it.

"Avoid, condoms, what cuteness are you selling!" Yan Hang said.

"Rogue." said the first day.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, looked at him, and sighed for a long time before putting the condom in his pocket: "Our dog is so cute."

"What are you doing?" On the first day of the new year, he stretched out his hand to take out the sleeve. This thing was put in his uniform pocket during working hours, which was really overwhelming.

"Hold it and play," Yan Hang sat back on the chair, "have you never played with such a foreign thing? A dog."

"Have you played?" Chuyi looked at him.

"Played," Yan Hang nodded solemnly, "My dad used this to blow balloons for me."

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, turned around and lowered his head to face the back of the chair and laughed wildly, laughing and coughing.

Avoid condoms.

After Yan Hang left, Chu Yi spent a whole day pondering the set in his pocket.

Although he is soiled, he still knows Tao Tao, but this is the first time he has come across this thing personally when he grows up.

Thank you Uncle Cui for giving him this opportunity.

He didn't feel embarrassed to think about why Cui Yi had this thing in the car and what Cui Yi did when he put it in the car... However, he wanted to take it apart and study it.

However, the directivity of this thing is too strong. When he thinks of such a thing in his pocket, he will inexplicably think of Yan Hang, and then he will be unable to control a certain part of his body.

Fortunately, the uniform pants are very loose.

It wasn't until he got off work in the afternoon that he slowly recovered from the torture of various illusions.

After saying goodbye to his colleagues, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call to Yan Hang. He didn't need to go to the coffee shop at night, and wanted to go out with Yan Hang at night.

"Hello, welcome to call the dog dog hotline." Yan Hang answered the phone.

"How about it?" asked the first day of the new year.

"I'll kick the dog, listen." Yan Hang said.

The first day of the new year laughed: "Who wants to listen, ah."

"Little sisters." Yan Hang said.

"Nervous," Chuyi smiled and looked at the time, "Are you at home? I'm off, I'm off work, and I'm out at night. Shall we go out to eat?"

"Okay, I will send you a driver," Yan Hang said, "Let the driver kiss and the driver will send you back."

"Wha..." Chu Yi was stunned and looked around suddenly.

There was a sound of a horn behind him.

Turning around on the first day of the new year, I saw the car that had been behind him for an unknown period of time, and Yan Hang, who was sitting in the car smiling at him.

"You!" He was in a good mood on the first day of the first year, and he was almost ready to sing a good day without a teacher. He ran over and opened the door of the car, "You didn't! Go back!"

"Am I crazy? You don't even have a grocery store here. I will stay here for one day," Yan Hang said, "I just came here."

"Driver." Chuyi said with a smile.

"Yes," Yan Hang reached out and hooked his chin. "The puppy will give you a kiss. Brother Xiaotian will take you to play."

On the first day of the new year, he approached him and rubbed his chest very cooperatively.

When Yan Hang lowered his head and kissed him, he immediately reached out and touched his crotch on the first day.

"Damn!" Yan Hang slapped him, "It's on the street."

"Oh." Chu Yi turned his head and took a bite in Yan Hang's throat.