Chapter 17, I'm going to stab you with a knife

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 17, I'm going to stab you with a knife

Wednesday, September 25.

In the early morning, the sky is about to be bright, and the sky is covered with white white mist.

Lu An suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously raised his left wrist, with no watch on it.

I turned over and looked outside the window. It was not yet dawn, so I guess it was not yet 6 o'clock.

It seems to be right. If it were after 6 o'clock, Li Dong, who was opposite the door and Ye Run, who was at the end of the alley, would have come to call him.

After a few years, the three of them went to school together in the morning, and then returned to Guifei Lane together after evening study.

It is precisely because of two male classmates that Ye Run's mother is not worried about her daughter's safety.

After washing up, Lu An, who was thinking about buying an alarm clock, walked out of the yard and looked at the door sign No. 8, Guifei Lane, but the door was not opened.

Turning around and glanced at the No. 12 door sign at the end of the alley, the light was not on yet.

Well, I woke up too early and the two classmates haven't gotten up yet.

Too lazy to wait, Lu An raised his hands high and stretched his long and lazy waist, and then spent 50 cents to buy two meat buns at the entrance of the alley for the first time. He really didn't want to cook anymore and was extravagant.

There is breakfast at the school, but it was after 7:30 and he feels very hungry now.

The bun is white, big and round. If you take a bite, you will have a lot of juice, your taste buds explode, and your aftertaste is endless.

Bah, he just likes to eat meat without meat.

"Luan."

A shout suddenly came from behind, and what was accompanied by his left shoulder being knocked by an iron tool.

Lu An subconsciously turned around, and then a bright bone-clearing knife shook in front of his eyebrows. It was the back of this thing that was knocking him just now.

Taking a step back, Lu An looked at Liao Shiqi and asked, "Did you go to the hotel so early?"

Liao Shiqi turned her head and looked at him without saying a word. After a long time, she asked: "Why are you so willing to bear it today? This is the first time I have seen you spend money to buy buns."

After many years, Lu An didn't have much impression of the first and second grades of high school, and instinctively said: "No, in your eyes, I have never eaten buns?"

Liao Shiqi said seriously: "You have eaten it, but you never spend money. You just eat Ye Run's buns for free."

Then she thought about it carefully and changed her words: "Ye Run doesn't seem to have no buns."

Lu An, who was swallowing the bun, almost spit out blood when he heard this, and finally swallowed the food in the esophagus.

He said speechlessly: "At a young age, don't be so angry, learn something well."

"oh"

Liao Shiqi dragged a long voice and then left, just took a few steps and came back and asked, "Luan, do you want to eat my bun?"

Lu An glanced at Xiaohe at a very fast speed before revealing his sharp corners, and thought to himself Amitabha.

Liao Shiqi gestured with two knives in her hand, and said, "My skill in making buns is good, I won't charge you money."

Lu An didn't want to get involved with such a girl, so he said directly: "Forget it, you worked hard to learn cooking skills just to make money. I'd better eat Sister Qingchi's handmade bag."

Liao Shiqi bit her lip and ran afterwards and asked, "The buns she made are delicious?"

Luan said: "It's delicious."

Liao Shiqi asked: "Have you eaten?"

Luan said, "Would you still need to ask?"

Luan is gone.

Liao Shiqi, who was parked under the camphor tree by the roadside, stared at his back and whispered for a long time: "Lu An, I want to stab you with one knife."

Then she murmured again: "I want to stab all the women in Guifei Lane, and no one can get him."

After taking a few steps, she changed her mind: "No, I'm going to stab all the women in the world."

Finally, he stopped at the intersection and looked at the female worker who was rushing to work in a state-owned enterprise in the west of the city, Liao Shiqi was immediately discouraged:

"Forget it, too many, it's so difficult."

Bicycles ran around the streets.

Occasionally, a Santana passed through the crowd, which was more respectful than driving a Rolls-Royce in later generations. When the horn of the car sounded, whether it was a male or female worker riding in front, he turned the head and rushed to give way.

I haven't seen this familiar scene for many years, and many inexplicable ideas flashed through Lu An's head like a slide.

Looking at everything on the street with nostalgic eyes, how could these workers with infinite scenery at this time never imagined? Many of them will be laid off in the next two years.

In the next two years, many of them will hide and cry at home, and will go to the vegetable market to secretly pick up vegetables and eat leaves in the morning and midnight.

This is the call of the times and no one can stop it.

Lu An thought while walking that when he had some money, he had to go to Shanghai, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen to visit several houses. He almost didn't take any attention to the place, just the city center and the courtyard.

Well, I also have to buy a few stocks and put them there, and then go to work to fish and sit and eat and wait for death.

He's so ambition.

Thinking beautifully, after finishing the bun in his hand, he also came to the gate of the No. 1 Middle School.

I looked up at the somewhat mottled and old school gate, and I was still so familiar.

Lu An was a little dazed. What would happen to him if those familiar faces were gone? What should he do?

Then he shook his head again, reborn in the examination room two days ago, but Liu Hui was still there.

His eyes swept between several teaching buildings, and Lu An went to the teaching building on the far left.

It's still early now, there are not many people in the corridor, but I still met a few familiar faces.

A girl who was going upstairs was drinking soy milk in a gentle manner. When she saw Lu An look at him, then looked at him, then looked at him, lowered her head and her face became hot. Her left hand holding the cup was nervously using a little more force. Then the soy milk was sprayed out along the straw, and her bulging chest was sprinkled like a fountain.

At this time, the friend on the left of the girl noticed this scene and spoke up to remind him: "Shuting, your chest is wet."

Lu An withdrew her gaze, Oh, it turned out that her name was Li Shuting, and she said why she looked so familiar.

Li Shuting deliberately walked very busy until Lu An climbed the stairs and disappeared from the corner, and then he red-faced and cleaned up the soy milk from his clothes.

My friend leaned over and asked, "Hey, why are you blushing? Did you seep in?"

Li Shuting gave her a blank look.

Although the teaching building has not been here for many years, some profound memories will never be forgotten. Lu An spontaneously walked into Class 237.

There are not many people in the classroom.

There are about seven or eight men and women, and they are inserted into their seats like fence stakes to read books.

Hearing the movement at the door, a female teacher in her 20s on the podium was scanning him through her red-framed glasses.

He moved, and her eyes moved as well.

Her name is Zhou Jingni, nicknamed Zhou Bapi.

Graduated from Xiangnan Normal University, I heard that it was the daughter of a leader of the Municipal Education Bureau, so the school dared to let her take over the head teacher of the key liberal arts class at a young age.

The seventh group, the fourth row, is Luan's seat.

Lu Anmo counted, then walked over, put the book on the table, moved the stool a little, and prepared to sit down.

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