A Lucky Coin

It is worthy of being a local dog. The first year of the auto repair boss is the first year of the auto repair boss who can do 70 push ups and doesn't lie down one vs six on the spot.

Yan hang looked at his hand and felt that one minute later, his hand would be crushed by the first day of junior high school.

He really didn't notice that the first day of junior high school had so much strength before.

"Brother dog," Yan hang looked at him, "discuss something."

"Play it." The first day of junior high school held his hand.

Yan hang thinks that one of the most favorite things about the first day of junior high school is his words of conditioned reflex. No matter when he is nervous or uncomfortable, they can always appear in the first time with a god like reaction speed.

"Can we squeeze it gently?" Yan hang said, "the hand bone is very thin. If you use more strength, it will definitely break. It's true."

“…… Ah The first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of.

"Tomorrow must be purple." Yan hang shook his hand.

"Jiao, flowers." Junior one said.

"Why don't I pinch you twice?" Yan hang tut said, "see if you are very strong."

At the moment of the first day of junior high school, Yan hang suddenly felt very bad. He thought that he was dreaming about a year ago. He immediately comforted him and changed the topic carefully and quickly.

It is clear that Yan Hang is much more miserable than him. After all, at the beginning, he was sure that uncle Yan was seriously injured, and their father and son have deep feelings.

Yan hang, who couldn't recover for so long after the accident, is now comforting him.

He was very sad and very distressed.

He still clearly remembers Yan Hang's hoarse voice and tired state at that time.

"That..." He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it for a while. He just wanted to give Yan hang a quick response to let him know that he was OK. He pinched Yan Hang's wrist. "I pinched my hand that day, but I didn't pinch it."

"Failed to be handsome?" Yan hang asked with a smile.

"Well," the first one nodded, "don't you have success or failure?"

"Who said that?" Yan hang took a steel bar and put it in his hand, "hold on."

The first day of junior high school clenched the steel bar in his hand.

Yan hang stretched out his hand, first pinched his little arm, and then his fingers slid all the way down to his wrist. Without waiting for the first day of junior high school to recover from the comfortable feeling of massage, Yan Hang's fingers suddenly pinched on his wrist.

He suddenly felt a burst of numbness in his wrist. Although he still wanted to fight hard, his fingers began to soften, and then he rebelled.

He watched as Yan hang pushed his fingers away one by one, then turned down with his wrist, and the steel spring in his hand fell to the ground.

"How about brother dog," Yan hang released his hand, picked up ganger and put it back into his hand, "convinced?"

"You practiced, did you?" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised. He clearly remembered that uncle Yan had said that Yan Hang's move had not been mastered well, and he failed every time. Even if he succeeded, he only relied on hard work.

"I've lived in seclusion here for nearly a year," said Yan hang. "My internal power has greatly increased. Now I've practiced this skill of wrong bone kneading to 100%..."

The first day of junior high school couldn't help laughing: "so cute, cute move, teach me quickly, teach me."

"Go ahead," said Yan hang, "and teach the disciples to starve to death."

Two people silently toward the sea for a while, Yan hang stood up and stretched: "see enough, do you want to lick?"

"No, no," Chuyi said with a smile, "if you want to lick, I'll accompany you."

"To take you back?" Yan hang pulled his hair and said, "do you want to get up early tomorrow? Is it time for class? "

"The day after tomorrow." Junior one said.

"You..." Yan hang looked at him, "do you want to go back to the dormitory?"

Although there was a moment of hesitation, at most one second later, the first day of junior high school quickly replied, "No."

"I don't have to ask you." Yan hang smiles.

"Dormitory night, on all play, game," the first sigh, "I play not, understand, do not know him, they play, play what, no, meaning."

"Little wretch," Yan hang looked at him, "don't even know what kind of game?"

"Well," the first day of junior high school said, "just drive it. I can't understand it."

"Shall I teach you?" Yan hang asked.

"I knew you would," Chuyi laughed. After thinking about it, he looked up at him, worried. "Do you want to spend money?"

"No flowers..." Yan hang was interrupted before he finished.

"That calculate, forget it," the first day of junior high school some depressed, "break tour, play still spend, spend money."

"I mean it's OK not to spend," said Yan hang. "Chu, Grandet, Yi."

"If you can spend money, you can't play without spending money." Although the first day of junior high school only played snake, but these concepts still exist.

"Do you want me to teach you?" Yan hang asked."Yes." The first day of junior high school.

"That's a lot of nonsense," Yan hang looked at his mobile phone. "Let's go, go back and help you install the game first."

The feeling of going home with Yan hang makes junior one feel very comfortable every time. I can't say whether it's down-to-earth or happy.

In a strange city, there is a place to go.

An important person, a destination.

No matter how much embarrassment he had before the first day of junior high school, he still enjoyed the journey.

The security guard has a good memory. This is the second time he came here, but he can recognize it.

"Here comes my brother?" The security guard said hello to Yan hang with a smile.

"Well, come and play." Yan hang smiles.

When I was about to go downstairs, the first day of junior high school just responded: "younger brother?"

"Well, brother," Yan hang nodded, "I told him."

"Why brother? Not friends, friends? " The first day of junior high school, I don't know why, he seems to want to hear the word friend, as if a kind of obsession.

"Listen to my younger brother, be closer," said Yan hang. "If you are familiar with him or not, you will introduce him as my friend. If you say he is my younger brother, you will feel different."

Chuyi smiles, and Yan Hang's answer suddenly makes him feel warm.

When I went downstairs, I saw a little hedgehog at first sight. He was lying in the grass by the side of the road, with a few pieces of broken apples in front of him as usual.

"The food is really good," the first day of junior high school squatted next to the little hedgehog. "I'm fine. I haven't had any water for a long time. It's fruitless."

"I have grapes and oranges there," said Yan hang. "A big basket is yours."

"Good." Junior one said.

After going upstairs and entering the house, I saw a big basket on the tea table at the first glance. It was really a whole basket of grapes and oranges.

"Buy this, so much, can you eat it, finished?" At first I was stunned.

"Uncle Cui brought it," said Yan hang. "I don't know who sent it to him. He drinks a lot of juice every day, so he forced me to fill it up."

"I'll wash it," the first day of junior high school, I went into the kitchen and took out a small fruit basket. I carried a few grapes and put them in, "do you want to eat?"

"Eat" Yan hang to a sofa, "you mobile phone, I help you to install the game."

Junior one unlocked his cell phone and handed it to him, holding a small fruit basket into the kitchen.

In the middle of the wash, he heard his mobile phone ring, which was the prompt tone of wechat.

He was a bit surprised. Although he didn't have only one friend on wechat like Yan hang, even if he filled up his friends, under normal circumstances, no one would send him a message except Yan hang.

Maybe the students in the dormitory.

"Oh Yan hang called in the living room, "Yo Yo."

"Chuck," he replied, "grapes and oranges, one set."

"Who is this girl?" Yan hang took his mobile phone to the kitchen door and shook at him, "I can see the content."

"What aunt, mother?" At first I was stunned.

"Shellfish," Yan hang read, looking at his mobile phone, "handsome boy, is your military training over?"

"Shell?" Junior one still didn't respond.

"Good acting." Yan hang smiles.

"Ah When I wanted to have a look at my cell phone, I thought of who the shell was. "I picked it up in the fire, at the station, and I got to know her. She helped me get the ticket."

"Local dog," Yan hang said with some emotion, "I really admire you for teasing my sister."

"I didn't! I'm not sure The first day of junior high school sighed, "I don't know, I can't do magic."

"I don't want to change." Yan hang laughed.

"Then it's time for you to reflect." Junior one said.

"People are looking for you, so hurry to reply to them," Yan hang said with his mobile phone, "I'll help you back, you say it."

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.

Yan hang didn't speak. After a while, he said, "say it!"

"Say, it's over." Junior one looked back at him.

Yan hang was stunned and gave him a thumbs up: "cow."

-Yeah.

Yan hang helps the first day of junior high school to return the news to shell. Because the first day of junior high school's reply is too simple, he is afraid of the little girl's embarrassment and makes the decision without authorization, adding a full stop.

-Do you have time this weekend?

Shellfish immediately sent another one.

"People ask you if you are free this weekend," Yan hang shouts to the kitchen. "Are you free, brother dog?"

"No The first day of junior high school.

-I have something to do this weekend.

-Ah, I'm so disappointed...

"I don't care," Yan hang put his mobile phone on the tea table. "I have to help you translate Chinese. It's too hard. You can go back by yourself later."

The first day of junior high school came out with the washed fruit, pinched a grape, and looked at the mobile phone while eating: "it's not, isn't it, it's over?"“…… Do you think that's the end? " Yan hang looks at him.

"Ah." Junior one also looks at him.

"It's worthy of being brother dog," Yan hang leaned back into the sofa. "Three words killed him."

"How can I, how can I go back?" Junior one sat next to him, took the mobile phone and looked down, "I didn't, chatting with others, chatting."

"I don't know," sighed Yan hang. "I don't talk to people like that."

"A piece of reflection, introspection," the first day of junior high school put the mobile phone back on the coffee table, "the game is installed, right?"

"Installed, you first online, Xingtian little brother is me," Yan hang took a grape, "you first get familiar with the novice tutorial or something."

"Oh," the first day of junior high school staring at the screen, for a person who has only played snake, the interface of the game is so complex that his eyes don't know where to look. "I have to think about the name and the word first."

Yan hang laughed: "well, what's the name?"

"Local dog," the first day of junior high school said, and the system prompted him to repeat his name, "this name is still there, someone robbed it?"

"Just underline it." Yan hang said.

"No The first day of junior high school felt that underlining was too hasty. In case he was bullied in the future, when people called him, it was a local dog underlining. How ugly it was. He thought about it and re entered his name.

Local dogs are fierce.

It's a very good name.

Next, he started his own novice journey. Yan hang touched a book and leaned over the sofa.

Tossed do not know how long, the system prompted him to play the row.

He was a little confused. He just looked up to ask Yan hang, but he found that he was very engaged in reading. He bit up and down with a pen in his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the book.

Yan hang, in such a state, did not dare to disturb him.

Leng a few seconds later, Yan hang raised his eyes: "how's it going?"

"Said can play row, row," junior one said, "you take me, play?"

“…… I can't take it now, "Yan hang said with a smile." I can't take you with me. "

"Poor grade, grade?" At first I was stunned.

"Well," Yan hang nodded, "you..."

"No more." Junior one simply quit the game.

You can't even sit face to face with Xingtian's little brother and play with him.

He would not let Yan hang install the game for him if he knew it was like this. Before, he wanted to let Yan hang take him, and then he could play with the people in the dormitory.

As a result, I didn't expect that I had to struggle for a long time. I was dazzled and suffered a lot. Now my only support has failed.

The local dog is very upset.

"Why don't you play with my number?" Yan hang asked.

"No more." The first day of junior high school insists on its own decision, and the stubbornness of local dogs and local dogs.

"OK," Yan hang laughs, "do you watch TV or play computer?"

"Watch TV." Junior one said.

Yan hang threw the remote control to him.

In fact, for many people, playing computer should be more interesting, but they haven't played in the first day of junior high school. It's very good that he can have a mobile phone. Now let him hold the computer, he doesn't know what to do.

I'm much more familiar with TV. Grandma and mom stare at TV every night. No matter what's on TV, they can watch it all night without changing channels.

He found a table at random to watch people introduce local food.

But Yu Guang has been staying at Yan Hang's side.

After watching for a while, he heard a very low voice.

"Well?" He turned his head.

"Look at you," Yan hang said with a smile, "I'm practicing."

On the first day of junior high school, he rubbed to his side and continued to watch TV. He heard that Yan hang was speaking English in a low voice, probably following the TV to try to translate.

He didn't make any more noise. He listened to Yan Hang's voice quietly.

It's a very comfortable feeling.

When Yan Hang's low and slightly broken murmur came to his ears, it seemed that someone was massaging his scalp gently, and waves of feeling crawled from behind his ears to his shoulders and back.

After a while, I felt sleepy and closed my eyes.

Until Yan hang bounced on his forehead, he suddenly woke up and sat up straight: "ah?"

"Take a bath and go to sleep," said Yan hang. "It feels like you're almost dreaming."

The first day of junior high school was very surprised. He was very sensitive to the word "dream". When he heard it, he would feel embarrassed and nervous.

"I said, talking in my sleep, didn't I?" He asked.

"Did not say," Yan hang laughed, "hummed twice."

"Hum what?" He made a quick chase.

"I can't understand that," said Yan hang. "If you find a pig to listen to, it's almost the same effect."

"Oh." The first day of junior high school, I rubbed my face.

After the bath, he changed into the clothes he put here last time. Maybe he used the same washing liquid. He could smell the familiar smell on his clothes.He lay in bed and looked out the window at the red sky.

"Why don't you throw some clothes here," Yan hang said after taking a bath and went into the bedroom. "It's convenient to change."

"I only have a few, a few suits." Junior one said.

"Yes, forget you're a stingy guy," Yan hang said with a smile, lying next to him, "turn off the light?"

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.

Yan hang turned off the light and everything became quiet as the black color spread around.

On the first day of junior high school, I closed my eyes and heard Yan Hang's mobile phone drip.

"There's news." He reminded Yan hang.

"It's an alarm clock." Yan hang said.

"It's not fart yet. What can it make?" The first day of junior high school is a little confused.

And what's the purpose of setting an alarm clock in the middle of the night?

"This is my sleep sound," Yan said, "indicating that it's the deadline for me to go to sleep."

"Now, can you sleep while you sleep?" Junior one knew that Yan hang had insomnia from time to time.

"Not necessarily. It's just a psychological hint." Yan hang smiles.

Chuyi frowned. If Yan hang lost sleep tonight, the culprit might be him, because he blurted out "Uncle Yan".

Listen to Yan hang turn over gently beside him. Chuyi bit his teeth, turned his face to him, and gently touched his arm: "Yan hang."

"Well?" Yan hang answered softly.

"Do you dream?" He asked.

“…… Are you a fool? " Yan hang laughed, "who can not dream."

"That is, do you dream about people?" Junior one asked in a low voice.

"Yes," said Yan hang, "a sea of people."

Chuichi laughed and rubbed his nose with embarrassment: "do you have any dreams, have you ever dreamt of Me

Yan hang didn't speak. After a while, he heard him smile: "what's the matter with you?"

"I didn't, I didn't dream, to Uncle Yan," the first day of junior high school said, "I only dream about you."

"Ah," Yan hang turned over and lay face to face with him, "what did you dream of me?"

"Do prone, sup." The first day of junior high school reminds me of the situation in my dream again.

Yan hang didn't speak. After a few seconds, he laughed.

While happy, he patted junior one: "do push ups? How many have you made? "

"The number is in disorder," the first day of junior high school said. "I haven't counted all the time. I understand."

Yan Hang is still laughing. He can feel the mattress trembling in the first day of junior high school.

"Yes, I can't be strict. Be serious." He said.

"How serious do you make me about this topic?" Yan hang rubbed his head with his hand. "You were embarrassed before such a dream?"

"Ah," the first day of junior high school, I don't know what to say, "you're naked, naked."

Yan hang suddenly laughed even more fiercely: "have you never seen me naked, so you are particularly shocked?"

"Yes." Junior one said.

Yan Hang's words suddenly relaxed him.

Yes, it's just a dream of Yan Hangguang doing push ups with his arms. Maybe it's because he hasn't seen Yan Hangguang's arms before that he's embarrassed and embarrassed.

The first day of junior high school was relieved, for a week, his blankness and helplessness were broken up by Yan Hang's words.

He followed Yan hang and laughed.

"Come on," Yan hang said, probably unable to sleep. With such a smile, he became more energetic. He just sat up and turned on the light. "Let's see what a good figure is."

The first day of junior high school did not have time to react, just to see him take off his coat.

"See," Yan hang raised his chin at him, "Xingtian's little brother's abdominal muscles."

At the beginning of my life, I opened my mouth and had a lot of confusion in my mind. I don't know whether I should direct my eyes to look at my abdominal muscles first, or whether I should first sigh that people like Yan hang should have such childish behavior.

"I also have," the first day of junior high school in a mess, casually picked a sentence, "do you see?"

Yan hang tut said: "little local dog also has abdominal muscles?"

"Open your eyes, open your eyes." The first day of junior high school didn't know what was wrong with him. He sat up and took off his coat. He patted his belly and said, "Wei, Wei An?"

"Very great," Yan hang reached over and patted on his belly. "It's very strong. It's really not the original little local dog. You can call dog brother. You don't need to mend it."

After they put on their clothes and lay back on the bed, they suddenly felt embarrassed on the first day of junior high school. They stared in the dark and felt that their faces were red enough to penetrate the darkness.

Yan hang became a fool when he was not careful, which ruined the reputation of the local dog

"Ah, give me smile spirit," Yan hang sighed, "go to sleep, tomorrow I have to deal with the annoying."

"Good night." Junior one said.

"Good night." Yan hang replied.This night, the first day of junior high school didn't sleep very well. Although he didn't dream, he felt that he knew every time Yan hang turned over.

But when Yan hang put his arms and legs on him, he didn't know.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I felt that Yan hang probably took him as a pillow.

He thought he should be embarrassed, but unexpectedly, he didn't. He just felt very comfortable, just like when Yan hang used to scratch his hair and flick his forehead.

He wanted to touch his mobile phone to see what time it was, but he didn't dare to move. Yan Hang's sleep quality is not easy to fall asleep. He wanted to wake him up.

It was not until he felt that their skin was beginning to sweat that Yan hang finally moved and turned over.

He took a look at the mobile phone, it was still early.

"Wake up?" Yan hang asked beside him, "it's still early. My alarm clock didn't go off."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Hang's mobile phone rang.

"It's ringing." Junior one said.

"It's not an alarm clock," Yan hang yawned, took his cell phone and looked at it, "it's a phone."

There is no phone number displayed on the mobile phone, only four words of "private number". After two seconds of stupefaction, Yan hang felt his heart beat faster suddenly.

"Who is it?" When he picked up the phone, his hand was shaking badly.

There's no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hello?" Yan hang took another look at the screen and got through.

There was still silence, not even noise and electric current. Yan hang frowned.

Then he hung up quickly.

"What's the matter?" Junior one sat up and looked at him.

"No," Yan said, "wrong estimate."

Before picking up the phone, he thought it might be his father, but now he can be sure that the person on the other end of the phone is definitely not his father.

Although dad is always not serious, he will never make fun of such things at such a time.