Chapter 24 Beggars and Genius

Eighteenth that year, I was full of energy!

Looking at Jiang Changlong, Zhao Heng also said nonsense: "You are twenty-six this year."

When Jiang Changlong smiled, Zhao Heng enlarged the picture on the computer and pointed to the sharp photo and spoke lightly: "You were quite handsome when you were young, but how many identities did you have? A beggar, a college student, and a eight-year graduate. Brother Jiang is so mysterious,"

This was Zhao Heng's first question about Jiang Changlong.

"Hehe, it's actually very simple."

Carrying a few yellowed economic books, Jiang Changlong leaned lazily against the wall, lowered his voice and said with a low voice: "A useless man who can't graduate for eight years can't even get a degree certificate, and naturally he can't find a job. In addition, the pressure of studying for so many years is too great, so he has become a disciple of the Beggars' Gang who begs on the street."

"You can call me Lao Jiang or call me Senior Brother!"

Jiang Changlong smiled harmlessly and put half of his head on his head to add: "You can also be a good person." Then he patted the book in his arms and said: "I won't talk to you anymore. I'll be here to study for a long time today. I have a grand wish, that is, I can finish all the credits next year and graduate."

"In this way, I am a senior beggar with a degree certificate."

He also advised Zhao Heng cynically: "You can make your income higher. Brother, you have to work hard. I don't want you to break my record. Brother, although I am lonely and desperate to lose, I don't want you to refresh my shame. Study hard, work hard, and marry a beautiful wife if you have money in the future."

Zhao Heng looked calm: "I have a proper position in my business."

Although Jiang Changlong is also an alumnus, Zhao Heng did not relax his vigilance against him. After all, the former is too weird. Beggars and geniuses are constantly intertwined, making people unable to tell which one is his true identity. Faced with such an incomprehensible master, Zhao Heng has his own way of dealing with it, that is, to remain alert.

Only in this way can you not be stabbed by the other party.

Jiang Changlong saw what he was thinking, and turned his mind and laughed: "Brother, I really have no malice. If you have time, you can go on campus more. The best thing about Huahai University is human nature. The freshmen have free activities and free communication for more than ten days before the start of the school year, so that freshmen can quickly integrate into the school and classmates."

"So you have one more week to be decadent."

Zhao Heng looked at his comfortable appearance and could imagine Jiang Changlong's enthusiasm back then, but he still smiled faintly: "Your advice is very good, but I don't like decadent and comfortable days. On the contrary, I like to challenge and make trouble, especially tossing my opponent, which makes me feel accomplished."

There was something in his words, but Jiang Changlong smiled meaninglessly: "Just like me, I was young and frivolous, but I believe you will not fall to my level. After all, you are much smarter and more eye-catching than me, and your skills are better than me. However, Professor Hua Hai still needs to be attentive in his courses, otherwise the period exam will be quite sad."

Before Zhao Heng could respond, Jiang Changlong said a few more words: "And you have to participate in military training this winter. It was a bit sad at that time. Huahai University's military training is famous all over the country, and it is all instructors who retired from the field troops. After a month, you will be reborn. I almost wanted to jump off the building."

"Fatty people will become thinner, and thin people will become skinny."

He stared at Zhao Heng, who was not strong, and advised with great kindness: "So, I should enjoy this week, walk more in college, seduce girls or be tempted by seniors and teachers, and have a romantic relationship. Only the campus is cleaner these days."

Seeing that Zhao Heng was familiar with his own attitude and disagreeing with the clean love that Jiang Changlong said, girls these days are more mature and have realized fame and fortune early. Without a strong family background or personal ability, love is always a castle in the air, and at most they can only act like Lu Meng.

So he said lightly: "Then did you have any lovers back then?"

Zhao Heng's inadvertent question made Jiang Changlong's smile stagnate instantly. Zhao Heng seemed to see that he was touched by him, so he patted his shoulder apologetically. In order to avoid his embarrassing answer, Zhao Heng quickly left the library, leaving only Jiang in a daze next to the computer, as if he had remembered something.

"Love?"

Jiang Changlong was fixed on himself as if he had been cast by magic, and then he turned his eyes to the computer. His fingers flew around and stopped on a page. Looking at the handsome and attractive face, Jiang Changlong's cynical expression receded like a tide, and a gentle hint of his mouth turned to the corner of his mouth: "Yaqi, are you okay?"

However, when he put away his face and looked away gently, he realized that he had forgotten to tell Zhao Heng about the revenge of Qingbang. He wanted to catch up but eventually lost his thoughts. He wanted to make friends and wanted to give more sincerity and find more information by himself. Perhaps this way he could send Zhao Heng aside from his vigilance.

The sun shines everywhere and the ground is mottled.

Zhao Heng kept his due vigilance against Jiang Changlong. Although the latter showed a sense of righteousness and spoke sincerely, Zhao Heng still didn't want to be too familiar with this guy with a changing identity and good skills. He was also preparing to avoid communicating with him in the future. God knows what tricks Jiang Changlong is playing?

When he walked out of the library, an inconspicuous car happened to pass by him. The girl in the car caught his figure, her body shook slightly and turned her head quickly, but she saw that Zhao Heng had disappeared from the corner. The girl exhaled a long breath and said a little joy in her eyes: "Zhao Heng, I've seen you again."

Du Ziyan's eyes were shiny and had a very pure and sincere emotion. Zhao Heng seemed to sense something, and subconsciously looked back, but he didn't see anything strange. Then he carried a few books and walked towards the dormitory. At the same time, he packed four lunch boxes in the cafeteria for Fatty Qiao and the others.

In the next few days, Zhao Heng either stayed in the dormitory to rest or went to the library to dabble in various knowledge and enrich himself with all his strength. Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingguan also completely regarded him as the backbone and listened to Zhao Heng's opinions no matter what. The relationship between the three completely heated up, and they advanced and retreated together like brothers.

However, emotions are emotions. Every morning, Zhao Heng would drive the two to the morning jog to exercise their physiques. The effect of running in seven days was very significant. At least Qiao Yuncai could grit his teeth and run for a thousand meters, and he would not fall to the ground and remain unmoved like the first two days. The innocent Qingguan also had two more strong momentum.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Heng, who came back from the library, closed the dormitory door and passed the simplified long punches to them, allowing the two of them to fight back and forth in the dormitory. Although they were still a scheming, the moves they made were also quite good, which improved their physical reactions a lot.

Zhao Heng believed that when Song Qingguan met the one-eyed man and the others, he would no longer be as embarrassed as last time. At least he could travel a few more streets to increase his chance of survival. Song Qingguan became more relaxed during the past few days of peace and stability, and he would no longer worry that his mother would send someone to make a living.

Fatty Qiao also began to like running stairs, although it was like an earthquake every time.

On the tenth day of entering the school, Fatty Qiao and Song Qingguan looked around in the dormitory corridor. After finding nothing unusual, they pulled Zhao Heng to the canteen to have fried food. The simple meal this week made them greedy, but Song Qingguan was afraid that his stepmother would come to the door and never dared to walk around, so he almost stayed in the dormitory.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened in the past ten days. It turned out that my mother was really dizzy by the Song company, which made him feel relieved, so he prepared to go to the canteen to invite Zhao Heng and the fat man. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although Song Qingguan was in a down-and-out manner, he was still rich in bank card.

He took the initiative to invite a banquet after withdrawing some money from the school bank.

"Snack fatty intestines, stir-fried waist flowers, past oily meat, cumin lamb."

Fatty Qiao went downstairs and gritted her teeth and recited the name of the dish, as if it was his class enemy who wanted to smash them to pieces. Zhao Heng kicked him and pointed to the thumping stairs: "You still eat? You can't bear to eat this building anymore, and the results of my training you will be gone."

"We will order the name of the dish you pronounce."

Zhao Heng patted Fatty Qiao's belly: "But if I eat it with Qingguan, you can eat salted vegetables."

Fatty Qiao staggered a moment and almost fell to the ground. It was not until he found Zhao Heng's joking expression that he felt relieved. Eating only vegetables was killing him. Then the three of them walked into the cafeteria. As soon as they stepped in, a girl passing by suddenly stopped, swept over Zhao Heng's back and snorted coldly.

"Bastard, I'll give you a warning today."

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