Wang Jianming was also a little hesitant about Sha Zhengyang's request.

That’s right, he and Sha Zhengyang are classmates from elementary school to middle school, and their relationship has always been good. They were assigned to each other at the same time after graduating from college.

Sha Zhengyang graduated from the Chinese Department and went to the county government office, while he graduated from the political and educational department and went to the Organization Department.

But the other party was lucky and was actually selected by the county magistrate, but his good luck was only half a year, so he was in bad luck now.

Wang Jianming was also envious and jealous of Sha Zhengyang, but now he saw that Sha Zhengyang might be kicked to the countryside, and he felt a little sorry.

But if he wants to ask himself to ask his uncle to help him talk, he has to think about it.

"Zhengyang, I don't know if this is OK. Let's do it. I'll talk to my aunt after I go back, but you also know that neither my aunt nor I can make decisions about this kind of thing. You know the character of my uncle, so don't hold too much hope,..." Wang Jianming left two words.

"I know, I know, thank you Jian Ming. I've settled down in the countryside, so I want to find a slightly more convenient place. Xishui is also his hometown."

Sha Zhengyang also knew that it was impossible to find Wang Jianming to get a certain trust, but he always had to work hard. Maybe one more person would help him at the meeting, maybe it would be possible?

"Don't worry, we two classmates who have been there for so many years must help. Hey, so are you, why did you go there?" Wang Jianming couldn't help but sigh.

Sha Zhengyang also smiled bitterly. Can he say that he was reborn today and began to wake up?

After leaving the county, the road was still full of heat.

The hot and vicious sunlight makes the asphalt roads on the ground hot, and some areas are melted. If you don’t pay attention to step on it, you will have to get your feet stuck.

Sha Zhengyang had to choose to walk on the roadside so as not to tear off the sandals.

I have to go to the city and get to Nanmen Bus Station to catch the bus, and there are still two or three miles away.

The road is around the east side of the county town, and it is only when it is almost at the south gate that turns into the city. It is the most lively place on the south side of the county town.

"Zhengyang!"

Another familiar voice.

Well, it's very familiar, and it hasn't changed much compared to the sound after more than twenty years.

The hoarse duck voice, in the voice himself, is a typical magnetic ash voice, a rock genius, who sings rock, but he lacks some musical talent and fails to catch up with the times.

Well, an old classmate, a literary talent, his voice is a bit like Adu, who just debuted in 2002.

"Talented man? What are you doing here?"

The bicycle with 28 circles in Emei was pinched with a brake on his hand and braked in front of Sha Zhengyang.

Foam slippers, big sports pants, a cultural shirt, a slightly dark face, a look of acne, and a full of impatient restlessness all over her body.

"You are the county magistrate and secretary, why are you doing so sluggishly? You are still walking with a thirty-fourth degree sun?"

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you going? Take me a piece and throw me to the Nanmen Bus Station, hurry up! I'm in a hurry!" Seeing the guy's thin body in front of me, Sha Zhengyang's self-confidence was much stronger, "Did you have no classes in the afternoon?"

"Bad class! It's going to be a college entrance examination, who still takes physical education class?"

The guy who is as thin as a dog is Sha Zhengyang's high school classmate, and his relationship has always been very good, Feng Zicai.

The same name as the anti-pharaoh who guarded Zhennan Pass, he had long hair and looked like a blind wanderer in the 1960s and 1970s.

"What are you doing at Nanmen Bus Station?"

"Hurry up, I'm going to go to the city to do business." Sha Zhengyang was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, and jumped into the back seat of the bicycle.

Once this guy opens up, he won't think about being quiet. He is not in much mood to talk to this guy now.

"Hey, you are all part of the county magistrate's secretary. Another day I'm thinking about whether you can say hello to the principal of our school. I didn't make any big mistakes in anti-party and anti-socialism. Can you give me a chance or let me teach my major?"

Feng Zicai pedaled the bicycle so fast that the wind blew, and complained: "There are not many classes this semester. Who do you think of this senior high school physical education class? People are almost moldy when they are nesting in school."

Sha Zhengyang was a little ashamed.

When I was having dinner with Feng Zicai two months ago, Feng Zicai also said that, but this guy probably knew that he had not been a secretary for two days, so he was a little hesitant and didn't make it clear, but he probably didn't know that he was "unemployed".

The bicycle wheels were crushing on the dry asphalt road, making a "chichi" sound. The smell of sweat from Feng Zicai made Sha Zhengyang feel a little dazed.

How many years have I not felt like this? I took a classmate’s bicycle and chatted and laughed unscrupulously with Feng Zicai.

Feng Zicai cursed and said the school's injustice to him, and cursed the leaders of the county education bureau that one day they would have to enter the class room, but Sha Zhengyang knew that this guy was responsible for his own fault.

Originally, he was about to graduate from college, but when he was working in the dormitory with his girlfriend, he was caught by the school inspector team.

It was still a bit related to his family. His second uncle was a director of the Municipal Cultural Bureau. He was only given a punishment and was assigned to the county to get it to Xijiao Middle School.

The principal is also a "hate of evil" and directly sent him to teach the sports class of the senior high school class. After teaching this year, he was so depressed.

After getting on the back seat of the bicycle, Sha Zhengyang felt that there was something under his butt.

When she pulled it out from the pressure spring, she saw that the cover was quite charming and hot. Shemilli's "Female Love Kill" was sitting cross-legged with a protruding girl, which made Sha Zhengyang sigh.

This guy Feng Zicai is still like this.

Since I was in college, I knew this guy liked to read various erotic underworld and homicide novels.

In addition to the pirated erotic novels of Hoyoshi Nishimura and Haruhiko Oyasu, a book of Shemilli's "The Female Takes the House" was translated by this guy as if it were pickled vegetables, and it was specially brought to his dormitory to show it to himself.

This hobby has lasted for many years, and it seems that it has not changed from high school to college. I don’t know where he is so interested in these soap books.

Even he himself said that if he had such a good intention in studying, he would pass the exam early in the morning.

"Talented man, you really can't change your hobby? Didn't there a magazine say that Chemillie is two big men? Still so interested?" Sha Zhengyang couldn't help but tease each other, "You have tried everything, and are still interested in these books?"

"Nai Gong loves this, why?" Feng Zicai snorted when Sha Zhengyang was squeezed, "It's because I don't have this ability. People just rely on writing these books. It is said that they have become a millionaire. Why can't I write it?"

"Haha, do you want to write too?" Sha Zhengyang's heart moved slightly and laughed.

This guy is still like that, it hasn't changed. He just wants to show that he is different from others.

His hometown is from Jiazhou. People in Jiazhou take advantage of others' verbally when they speak, saying that they are the only ones. He said that they are not good at literature, and that they show that their literary literacy is unique, which is simply incurable.

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Chapter completed!