A Lucky Coin

After the teacher's roll call, the first day of junior high school still had no idea who they were in the first auto repair class. Except for the seven people in the dormitory, he didn't notice any more.

After all, he's in the first row. Everyone dares to look around. He dares not.

He has been in school for nine years, and has never had such experience. Most of the time, he always lowers his head. He is never interested in who is next to him, whose name is, and what he looks like.

But.

The whole class knows. The man in the first row.

It's the first day of the local dog.

The first day of junior high school really wants to drag Hu Biao out to fight, so that he can understand what is called a local dog.

But there was no chance.

After the teacher's roll call, the military training began.

Their instructor, surnamed Chen, is tall, black and strong with a loud voice.

"Students!" Instructor Chen stood in front of the first day of junior high school and roared, which made him feel confused. He couldn't hear what he said.

Then they were taken to the auto repair professional site. Next to them was a row of garages. They were all short and couldn't keep out the sun. The girls who trained in the shadow of the teaching building were much more comfortable.

At the beginning, the training content was similar to that of junior high school, such as line-up, front and back alignment, counting, front and back rotation.

That's it. Turn left and right.

Let junior one feel that many things in the world are the same.

No matter where you go, no matter what age, there will be people who can't tell right from left.

Every time I turn around, I can see people standing opposite and staring at each other, and they all hang on and don't look to the side. They want to bet that they are right.

The first day of junior high school is very nervous. Every time someone makes a mistake, he will be carried out by instructor Chen. He will stand in front of the team and turn ten times until he gets it right eight times.

This kind of thing is something he must absolutely avoid. The spread of the title of local dog has put great pressure on him. If he makes a mistake and is carried out to redo it in front of so many people, he will not understand it even if he turns 80 times.

However, the more nervous you are, the more mistakes you make. This is a very experienced experience.

The first day of junior high school is not only a mistake, but also a mistake that many people make when they turn left and right.

He took the right turn as he went on one two one.

As soon as he was nervous, he turned around, and this happened to him at last.

Moreover, because these students are a little lazy, the one hour training time has made instructor Chen very unhappy. For those who make mistakes, it is no longer necessary to punish them by doing them repeatedly.

"Name it!" Instructor Chen stares at him.

"First day of junior high school." The first day of junior high school, because he was nervous, his voice could not come out.

"Report again, I can't hear you!" Chen said.

"First day of junior high school." The first day of junior high school reported again.

He had tried to amplify his voice, but it didn't sound very loud, and because he wanted to control himself, he didn't have to say two words nervously, so he slightly lengthened his voice.

"OK, it's a loser," instructor Chen nodded, "out of line!"

The first day of junior high school didn't know that he could have the ability to let the instructor also make such an evaluation on him. He was a little confused.

"60 push ups!" Chen said.

There was a little commotion in the line.

At the beginning, he was stunned and felt that he was really unlucky. Instructor Chen had just said that he could have a rest for an hour. As a result, when he was about to have a rest, he could still be carried out and still had 60 push ups.

The key is that at this moment there are two classes nearby that have already rested, and they are all girls from preschool education.

"Come on! Don't grin Chen said.

"Come on, dog!" There was a cry in the line.

Local dog, your grandfather!

The first day of junior high school lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. There was really no other way. He fell on the ground.

"Standard posture!" Instructor Chen said, "come here and pull his hands on both sides with the tips of his feet." the shoulders should be flat! Don't touch the ground! Every action should be done in place! You can't count the movements

The first day of junior high school didn't make a sound. Yu Guangli had already seen people around him. He could see a lot of feet nearby.

He controlled himself not to look around, which made him less nervous.

He straightened up, raised his arms, pressed them down and up again.

"One!" Instructor Chen counted for him.

In fact, I've practiced push ups in the martial arts school, but I don't have many times. I usually use instruments, and pull ups and sit ups are more.

"Two! Three Instructor Chen continued to count for him, "that's good, now the action is very standard!"

After doing a few things, he relaxed a little. As long as he didn't look around and didn't listen to other voices, he could relax a little.

"Twenty! Twenty one Instructor Chen's voice was mixed with other voices. Someone began to count together, "twenty seven! Twenty eight

I feel a little tired at the beginning of junior high school. I don't know if I was too nervous or I didn't sleep well yesterday.Fortunately, the instructor didn't say a hundred words, so he had to work hard. Even if he couldn't hold on, he didn't dare to stop. He was afraid to make a fool of himself in public. If he didn't hold up, he was afraid that he would hear laughter.

"Thirty four! Thirty four Instructor Chen's voice is very loud.

The repeated figures showed that his movements were deformed, and the first day of junior high school had no choice but to straighten his body and continue to press down.

At 50, he stopped for a second or two and adjusted his breathing.

To tell you the truth, although he has been practicing boxing for a year and has strength training every day, he is still a little tired at the moment. The strength requirement of this thing is not too high. Endurance is the most important thing. Moreover, if his movements are a little bit nonstandard, instructor Chen will not count him. His arms must be straight and his waist, back and legs must have a line If we could make him faster and move a little bit, he would have finished.

"Fifty one! Fifty two The voice of the people nearby was more than the voice of the instructor, "Fifty five, fifty six..."

"Sixty!" Instructor Chen clapped his hands, "61!"

The first time I was stunned, what is it?

But he didn't dare to get up and made another one.

"Sixty two!" Instructor Chen continued to shout.

Junior one is a little unhappy.

When instructor Chen called out 63, he held up several times quickly. His movements were not very standard, but it was very labor-saving. After 70, he stood up.

He bowed his head and clapped his hands and pants.

"Yes, you can," said instructor Chen, "return to the team!"

The first day of junior high school was relieved and quickly returned to his position.

"Fuck," Hu Biao said behind him, "yes, on the first day of junior high school, I think thirty will be enough."

"Don't blow," I don't know who laughed. "You're so big that you can get up again when you go down."

"What are you talking about! You want to chat Instructor Chen stares, "do you want to come here and do it while chatting according to the 70 ones just now?"

There's no sound.

After a few words of admonition, instructor Chen called for the dissolution.

We slowly spread out. On the first day of junior high school, we lowered our heads and stood in the shade of the trees. Now we are not familiar with each other. Even if we are in a class, we still gather in the dormitory.

"You're good? I can't see, "Li Ziqiang said." I only have 30 at most. "

Junior one didn't speak.

When he did it, he felt that it was OK. He just wanted to do it. He couldn't make a fool of himself or be ridiculed by others. It was so easy for him to change a new environment. He never wanted to be excluded or ridiculed as before.

Now he stopped, and he felt his arm was sore and swollen. He tried to carry a bag twice before he found the position of his pocket.

"Tired?" Hu Biao asked.

"The arm is going to break. It's broken." Junior one said.

"It's worth it if it's broken. Look over there," Hu Biao hit him with his shoulder and raised his chin forward. "The name of the local dog has started."

The first time I heard these two words, I felt depressed. When Yan hang called him a local dog, he only felt very kind and he felt that he was really cute.

When people outside Yan hang called him that, he just felt like a psycho.

It's not so hard to call a mad dog.

It's just that he's a little weak now. He's too lazy to argue with Hu Biao any more. He takes a look in the direction Hu Biao points to.

A group of girls gathered together and were looking this way. When he looked up, the girls laughed and yelled.

Junior one is very strange to this kind of reaction. He can't even judge whether this kind of reaction is embarrassed, happy or laughing.

I had to turn my head away again.

"Yes, that's cool," Hu Biao said, "very cool."

"You," Chuichi sighed, "stop for a while."

"Yes, brother dog." Hu Biao said.

…… Go away.

The first day of junior high school, I feel that I have some energy and weakness in my thoughts.

"Who can take a picture for me?" Zhou Chunyang came over and said, "my mother wants to see it. If she can't see it, she thinks I'm going to be lying on the playground."

"Bring me your mobile phone," Zhang Qiang, who has been squatting beside him, said, "I'll take pictures for you."

Zhou Chunyang sat beside the flower bed and stretched his leg: "do you know how to shoot?"

"I don't know," Zhang Qiang snapped and pressed the shutter, "OK, look."

“…… Can I have someone else? " Zhou Chunyang glanced at his mobile phone and said, "my legs are only three inches away from you."

"There are so many pictures you show your mother." Gao Xiaoyang said with a smile.

"My mother turns her head and sends out a circle of friends. I can't afford to lose this person," sighed Zhou Chunyang. "Her sisters will still show it to their daughters..."

"OK, I'll help you take pictures seriously," Zhang Qiang said, "so that you don't lose face in front of girls."

Zhou Chunyang is very smelly and beautiful. On the first day of junior high school, he watched him guide Zhang Qiang. After five minutes, one of them finally passed his examination."Thanks," Zhou Chunyang said, "let's go and invite you to drink."

Junior one with coke, looking at Zhou Chunyang, feel very contradictory.

He wanted to take a picture for Yan hang, but it must be difficult to take a full picture of himself. Let's find someone else to take a picture for him. He really didn't have the "eloquence" to guide him.

And Zhou Chunyang, who is so smelly and beautiful, knows at a glance that he will definitely shoot.

But Tut.

He looked up and took two mouthfuls of coke. As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zhou Chunyang became Zhou Chunyang.

He took out his cell phone and went to Zhou Chunyang.

"Take your picture?" Zhou Chunyang asked without waiting for him to speak.

"Well." I nodded at first.

Zhou Chunyang pointed to the steps he had just stood on: "you just stand there. The posture just now is very good."

The first day of junior high school, I went back, but I forgot what position I was before.

Zhou Chunyang came and tugged at his trouser legs, helped him set his posture, and then took several pictures in succession: "look at it."

I took a look at it.

It's really cool.

Even if it's called a local dog, it's still cool.

"Thank you." He smiles.

"To whom?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Friend Friends. " The first day of junior high school, I suddenly feel guilty for no reason.

"Yan hang?" Zhou Chunyang asked again with a smile.

The first day of junior high school was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Chunyang would guess so accurately. After a long time, he said: "ah."

Yan Hang is going to the manager's office. Halfway through, his mobile phone rings. He takes it out and has a look. It's a message from the first day of the new year.

A picture.

Standing on the steps in military training uniform.

I don't know who took the photo for him. It's 10000 times better than his self portrait. The angle and light are great. The perspiration on his face is shining, and the 1.74 meter leg is photographed as 3.82 meters.

-Handsome dog

he replied, put his mobile phone back in his pocket and knocked on the door of the manager's office.

"In." The manager answered inside.

He pushed away and walked into the office: "manager Tang."

There is not only manager Tang in the office, but also their new director.

"Xiao Yan," said manager Tang, "I read the menu you sent me this morning. It's very accurate."

"Thank you, manager Tang." Yan hang said.

"There are still a few here. You can help me to look them up on the spot." Tang Jingli handed over a piece of paper.

Yan hang took it, glanced at it and took the pen: "lobster and fennel risotto cashew granola…… Lobster and fennel risotto, chopped cashew nuts pickled Tokyo turnips……”

The director looked at him with a smile, which made him a little nervous.

pickled Tokyo turnips。

He recited it, but when he was nervous, he suddenly got stuck.

“pickled Tokyo turnips？” The director repeated.

"Pickled turnip." Yan hang wants to turn around and leave the office.

The director laughed.

"Pickled turnip," Yan hang remembered and wrote on the paper, "I'm sorry, I remember the turnip when I recited it before..."

"Very good." The director nodded with a smile.

"How's the acting foreman doing?" Tang Jingli asked, "sister Chen has not been here these two days. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"It's OK. Sister Chen has taken me for a while before," said Yan hang. "There's also telephone communication in the past two days. It's basically OK."

"Can other employees work together?" Manager Tang asked again.

"All of them can work together before. They all know each other very well and cooperate with me." Yan hang said.

"That's OK. You keep working hard." Manager Tang nodded.

Yan hang frowned as he came out of the office.

Just to translate a few dishes, manager Tang doesn't want to call him to the office.

The seemingly casual question of whether other employees can cooperate with their work is the key point. Yan hang sighs. It must be someone who is not satisfied with him and reflects it to the manager.

This kind of thing is certainly not uncommon, but for Yan hang, he felt a little tired.

He followed his father and lived happily all the time. Even if he was working, it was very simple. He didn't consider promotion and didn't care about competition. When he had no money to work for a while, he left after changing places.

Now this kind of work pressure and various interpersonal relationships, for him, some tired to deal with.

As a waiter, it's OK. Now the acting foreman feels too tired to talk after work every day.

He went downstairs to the back door of the hotel.

It's very quiet here. Except for delivery cars, employees seldom come here. They usually come to have a rest before meals to relax themselves so as to cope with the busy behind.He stood next to the trash can, lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and looked at the picture of junior one.

Junior one is a local dog.

Sometimes when he thought of stuttering at the first day of junior high school, Yan hang would feel like laughing.

-There is a particularly embarrassing thing

the news of junior one has been sent, and without waiting for his reply, several of them have come. The typing of junior one's mobile phone is faster than that of him, which can have the length of a leg in the photo.

-My classmate told people that my nickname is local dog

- now it's all spread, and everyone knows that the one who fought with others in the first class of auto repair is local dog, and now he still calls me dog brother

- I'm afraid that people will hear him call me dog brother all together

- it's so embarrassing

Yan hang took his mobile phone and was stunned at first, then he couldn't help laughing It took a while to stop.

-Ha ha ha ha ha

- don't ha ha, what can I do?

"What can I do?" Yan hang said with a smile. "It's called vulgar and elegant. It's cool and beautiful."

-。。。。。。

-I'll call you after my military training!!!!!!

There was nothing wrong with the first day of military training in the afternoon. He really didn't want to be carried out to do push ups again. One was afraid of being surrounded by people, and the other was that his arms were really sour.

But watching this kind of thing is indispensable, the girls in the afternoon down two, their auto repair class is all old man, actually also down one.

At the end of the military training, the head teacher sighed: "your physical fitness is really a problem. Today, the canteen is going to clear the fire to get some hot drinks. Later, we'll have a good rest. Don't go out for a blind walk. I don't want to see anyone pour out tomorrow."

"A little more sun, and I'll have to pour." Hu Biao wiped his sweat. He was fat. Although he called himself Dahu, he couldn't even compare with a cat in the afternoon.

After going back to the dormitory to take a bath, a group of people went to the canteen to have a meal. On the first day of junior high school, they realized again that their meal cards would not be recharged, but they almost couldn't use them. Hu Biao taught him all the way.

After dinner, he lay on the bed and didn't want to move. Looking at the time, he dialed Yan hang.

"It's over?" Yan hang answers the phone. It's very noisy over there.

"You haven't finished work yet?" Chuyi turned over and whispered to the wall.

"No," Yan hang said with a smile, "there's a meeting today, and I'm still busy at the moment."

"Well, I'll hang up, then." Junior one said quickly.

"It's all right," said Yan hang. "I won't delay for a few minutes. How do you feel about today's military training?"

"Not bad, a little tired." Junior one said.

"Tired on the first day?" Yan hang said, "your boxing has been wasted this year?"

"No, it's true. I've been punished for sixty prone and supine," sighed junior one. "It's still special. It's the standard one. It's the kind. My arm is sore."

Yan hang laughs: "it's so pitiful. I'll take you to a massage place after you've finished training."

The first day of junior high school, I smile, think about it and ask in a low voice: "can you do more, less?"

"Special standard?" Yan hang asked.

"Well, no standard, no count." Junior one said.

Yan hang thought, "fifty, right?"

"Blow on you," the first day of junior high school said, "you usually run, run, do you run with your arms?"

Yan hang laughed over there: "you know I'm just running, or you'll come over and count for me one day."

"Well," said junior one, "witness the fight, face the scene."

No one in the dormitory played cards this evening. They all played games and chatted in bed.

I don't know what to do with my mobile phone. He always uses his broken mobile phone and can't run any games. After changing his new mobile phone, he is busy practicing boxing and working every day. He can't get by with Xiao Li's barbecue at other times and has no time to play.

Now everyone is playing, he can only stare at the ceiling.

"On the first day of junior high school," Li Ziqiang called him from the upper berth opposite, "is it black? I will take you to fly

"Ah?" At the beginning, Li Ziqiang turned his head and said, "what are you doing

“…… Don't you play games? " Li Ziqiang was also stunned.

"No play." The only mobile game he played was snake.

"I want to fly with you." Zhou Chunyang said something over there.

"Come on." Li Ziqiang said.

Junior turned over and continued to rush against the wall.

Although the people in the dormitory are very good to him, he can't play cards and he doesn't know how to play games. This situation is really depressing.

Several people in the dormitory have joined in, and those who haven't joined also gather together to watch, shouting vigorously while watching. Except for him, only Su bin is silent.

The first day of junior high school sighed. He wanted to join in, but he was afraid of dew.

I don't know if Yang hang can play. Let Yang's brother Xiaotian teach himI'm a little sleepy today. Maybe I'm under too much pressure from the onlookers. I fell asleep in the noisy voice of the dormitory soon after the first day of junior high school.

I can do 50 push ups. Yan hang said.

I'll count it for you. Junior one said.

Yan hang took off his coat and began to do push ups.

1、 Two, three How many? 1、 Two The numbers are out of order again. 1、 Two, three Forget it. I'll never figure it out.

He looked at Yan Hang's back.

He didn't seem to have seen Yan Hangguang.

Try to see Yan Hang's back.

It's beautiful.

Smooth, compact, every time you use force, you can see the perfect muscle lines.

The first day of junior high school, I feel a little lost in it.

I feel like I want to touch it.

He reached over and touched it.

The moment he touched Yan Hang's skin, he was a little short of breath

Yan hang gave him a slap and threw it on his arm.

The first day of junior high school was awakened by the strong embarrassment of suddenly rising, and suddenly opened his eyes.

With another slap on his arm, Zhang Qiang stood beside his bed: "I'm up. I'm going to be late!"

"Ah." Junior one sat up.

The images in the dream suddenly faded, and he could hardly recall the details, but Yan Hang's back was always in front of him.

And the kind of real, embarrassing Excitement.

He rubbed his face and slowly got out of bed.

It's nerve to have such a dream.