A Lucky Coin

The first day of junior high school didn't know if he was stepping on the excrement. He rubbed the sole of his shoes on the steps for a minute. Finally, he pulled his feet up against the wall and looked at the sole of his shoes.

After looking at the soles of his shoes, he was stunned for a while, straightened up, pulled the sleeve of his coat, bent down and pulled the leg of his trousers, then reached over and knocked on the door.

"Who." Yan hang took a bite of his sandwich.

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

"Who is the first day of junior high school?" Yan hang asked.

"To take you, to see, to see the doctor." Junior one said.

"Go away," Yan hangle said. His reaction was amazing many times on the first day of junior high school. "I want to see something."

"Loss, amnesia," the first day of junior high school solemnly replied, "open the door, do not taboo, avoid medical treatment."

Yan hang opened the door with a smile: "have you never had a chance to be a liar? If you catch me, I will be a loser."

"Yes," ChuChu nodded and looked at the sandwich in his hand. "Run, run, eat?"

"Who knows when you'll come," said Yan hang. "I haven't had dinner yet."

"Then..." Junior one hesitated, "why don't you take a walk first?"

"It's OK," Yan hang drank water, "just a small sandwich. If you feed it to the cat, it will be rejected by the cat. It's too small."

Junior one stands at the door and smiles.

"Come on in, I'll change." Yan hang said.

"Oh." The first day of junior high school, I answered but didn't move.

"Did you step on the shit?" Yan hang looks at him.

"No Junior one said.

"What's the matter with you," said Yan hang. "I just saw you rubbing endlessly at the door."

"You steal, you peek, me?" I was a little surprised.

"Well, what's the matter," Yan hang nodded. "I've been watching it for a long time."

At the beginning, he was stunned, sighed and looked down at his shoes: "I rubbed the bottom of my shoes, rubbed them, rubbed them, and made a hole."

"You didn't rub a hole," said Yan hang. "You just had a hole There are my shoes. Try them on. Don't run off the bottom of your broken shoes later. "

"Well." The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment, took off his shoes, took the pair of shoes on the side and put on one.

"Big?" Yan hang asked, "I have insoles here."

"A little bit." Junior one said.

Yan hang didn't speak. He went back to the room and turned over. He found a pair of insoles and gave them to junior one: "this one is very thick. If it doesn't work, I'll get another pair."

"No, not much." I'm a little embarrassed.

Yan hang looked at the shoes he had changed. Although the shoes were old, the soles were thick, and they were worn out?

"Don't you say you have new shoes?" He used to pick up the shoe that he had seen before the first day of junior high school.

"Half a year, half a year," the first day of junior high school said softly, "it seems small, small."

"You can grow so much in half a year?" Yan hang put down his shoes. The soles of the shoes were very worn, but the reason for the holes was that he stepped on something or stopped in a hurry.

This waste is supposed to be thrown out again.

The first day of junior high school sighed again: "when I buy it, I have it. It's a little small. It's small."

Yan hang looks at him.

"Discount," junior one explained, "no, no code."

"Is your mother saving money to buy an aircraft carrier?" Yan hang said.

"Probably, a house." Junior one said.

"Oh," Yan hang said, "I'll change my clothes."

By the time I came out, I had already put on my shoes. It looked OK, just Yan hang watched as he pulled up his trouser legs.

"Are your pants..." Yan hang said half, saw his sleeve again, "do you buy this suit at a discount

"My legs, too, too long." Junior one stretched his leg in front of him.

Yan hang said with a smile, "no matter how long you grow, you are the only one who has a long history."

Junior one did not speak, looked at his head.

"How," Yan hang walked over, and the first day of junior high school probably came to his chest, "I'm 183, do you want to compare with me?"

"You were born, 183?" Junior one said, "great."

"Believe it or not, I'll smoke you." Yan hang pointed at him.

"Thank you." Chuichi smiles.

"For what?" Yan hang was stunned.

The first day of junior high school looked down at the shoes on their feet and bent down to lower their trouser legs.

"You might as well pull it up. It's not cold now," said Yan hang, squatting down and pulling his trouser legs up to his calf. "So is your sleeve."

"Well?" Junior one didn't understand.

Yan hang took his hand and pushed up the sleeves of both his hands: "so you can't see the small one."

"Oh." The first day of my life, I suddenly realized."Come on, run." Yan hang said.

There was a wound on his first hand, but he didn't ask much. Anyway, it was just those things that he came and went. He was chased, ran away or didn't run away.

This is the first day of life, he a passer-by, can manage how much.

If he didn't see the first day of junior high school being bullied for several days, only once in a while, he might not remember seeing such a scene in half an hour.

The first day of junior high school, with him, did not run in the same direction as he usually went in and out, and it was a fork in the opposite direction.

Yan hang ran side by side with him. He only walked around when he first came here. After two intersections, there were fewer people on the road, and runners began to be seen on the sidewalk.

"You..." Yan hang turns his hair around. Now he is three steps away from the first day of junior high school. He is next to the wall. Before, the sidewalk was narrow, but it was not obvious. This section of the sidewalk is very wide, and half of it is a bicycle lane. He is still next to the side.

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

Yan hang reached over and grabbed the clothes on his shoulder and pulled him out: "do you usually run this way?"

"Yes," the first day of junior high school pointed to the front, "in front, turn face, run in circles."

Yan hang listened to music: "I don't know, I think you can't breathe after running for five minutes."

"I can still jump." The first day of junior high school seems to be in a good mood, and running forward while talking.

"How are these shoes?" Yan hang asked.

"Comfortable," said junior one, "really, very comfortable."

Yan hang smiles.

In the first day of junior high school, I can see that I often run. In addition, I always run when I run for my life or when I'm in a hurry to go home. I ran three laps with Yan hang, and my breathing was well adjusted, but I didn't breathe much.

Yan hang ran with people for the first time. He would feel uncomfortable if someone came near him. Today, he felt OK.

Most of the time in the first day of junior high school is silent and happy running, occasionally say a word or two.

It's not that lonely anymore.

After running fast and slowly for half an hour, they stopped and walked along the road.

"It's my treat. It's your drink. Water." Junior one said.

"I'll treat you," said Yan hang. "You can't afford two bowls of noodles."

"Today, however," Chuyi said with a smile, "I've got my pocket money

"How much?" Yan hang asked.

"Enough water for you." The first day of junior high school, I patted my trouser pocket.

"I don't drink white water," Yan Hangyang raised his eyebrows. "I want to drink sweet, iced black tea."

"No, it's not a question." Junior one also raised eyebrows, "some, it's money."

The first day of junior high school bought two bottles of iced black tea in the small supermarket nearby and took him to the chair next to the green belt to sit down.

"Big money." Yan hang unscrewed the cap and took a drink.

"No, it's very big. It's very expensive." Junior one said.

Yan hang laughed for a long time. After drinking two mouthfuls of iced black tea, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a flash of water on the side of the front railing.

"No? Is this the river He stood up and went to the railing. There was a river, but it was much cleaner than the one in the tree hole, and the water volume was larger.

"Well," the first day of junior high school came over and sat on the railing, "this is the upper, upper reaches."

"Then why don't you come here and find a tree hole to talk about." Yan hang leaned against the railing.

"A lot of people." Junior one said.

"Not everyone..." Yan hang took a look at him and said, "I will bully you."

"I'm used to it." First day of junior high school.

"In fact, I don't like places with too many people," Yan said, "except when I'm working."

"Why don't you go to school?" First day of junior high school.

"I haven't been on it," Yan said. "Anyway, I don't stay long everywhere."

Junior one looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Yan hang felt a cigarette out of his pocket and held it in his mouth. When he touched the lighter again, he touched a steel bar. He took it out and looked at it with a smile: "grade one."

"Well?" Junior one looks at him.

"I'll do a magic trick for you," said Yan hang. "My father taught me how to pick up girls."

"Pao, are you here?" First day of junior high school.

Yan hang looks at him.

"No?" Junior one said.

Yan hang tut.

"I'm not, girl." Junior one said.

"I said I'd do a magic trick for you. Did I say I'm going to fuck you?" Yan hang said.

"Well," Chuichi said with a smile, "when you bubble, you mean, I want to bubble, do you?"

"Do you know why you stutter?" Yan hang said.

"I know," Chuyi nodded, "it's too bad."

"Shut up if you know!" Yan hang stretched out his hand, took off the ring on his little finger, clenched his fist gently with the back of his hand upward, and put gangji'er between his fingers, "open your eyes and see."

"Good." The first day of junior high school is very attentive to that ganger.Yan hang moved his finger gently, and gangkai'er turned between the index finger and middle finger and between the middle finger and the ring finger. With another slight movement, gangkai'er turned between the ring finger and the little finger.

"I, too," the first day of junior high school said, "no, it's not slow

Yan hang looks at him, but he doesn't speak. He speeds up. Gang Kai'er turns all the way back. Seeing that the first day of junior high school wants to speak, he points to the first day of junior high school.

Junior one closed his mouth and continued to stare.

Gangkai'er rolled back and forth between his fingers faster and faster. Then Yan hang shook his hand and gangkai'er disappeared from his little finger.

When the first day of junior high school came, Yan hang was a little surprised. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist and put his finger in his sleeve.

"Do you have any?" Yan hang raised his lips.

"No," junior one looked at him, "I am, shouldn't I ask, go, where?"

"Well." Yan hang nodded.

"Go, where?" First day of junior high school.

Yan hang suddenly put his hand in front of him. His finger was wrong, and ganger was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger: "here."

"Wow The first day of junior high school called out and added, "I don't want to play."

"One more time?" Yan hang looks at him.

I nodded at first.

Yan hang fished up his sleeve, showed his arm, and put ganger between his fingers.

The first day of junior high school, when he was ready to stare, his hand shook and ganger disappeared.

"Why?" At first I was stunned.

"Ask quickly." Yan hang clapped his hands and put his palms on him.

"Where is it?" I don't even care about stuttering.

Yan hang stretched out his hand and gently touched his chest. As soon as he turned his hand, gangkai'er was already lying in the palm of his hand: "here."

"You, so bubble, girl," the first day of junior high school looked at gangkai'er and touched his chest, "will you get hit, right?"

Yan hang didn't speak. He took out a band aid in his pocket, quickly tore it open and stuck it on his mouth.

I touched my mouth and began to laugh.

"Do you see how it's changed this time?" Yan hang asked.

Junior one shakes his head.

"That's right. I can't see clearly," said Yan hang, throwing away gangkai'er in his hand. "Do you know why?"

Junior one continued to shake his head.

"Because it's not an ordinary steel bar, it's a..." Yan hang said, "ganger Jing."

The first day of junior high school was stunned, and then he tore the band aid off his mouth. He laughed wildly, and his voice broke off.

"Smile fart," Yan hang looked at him with a smile, "here."

At the same time, he looked at him: "ah?"

"This is for you," Yan hang said. "My father always tells me that ganger is an amulet, because it's everywhere and everywhere."

In the first day of junior high school, I didn't catch my breath. After I took over gangkai'er, I stared at him for a long time and then raised my eyes: "really?"

"Really." Yan hang nodded.

"You are, aren't," Chuichi whispered, "here, too. You can't stay long."

Yan hang didn't make a sound and patted him on the shoulder.

The first day of junior high school didn't speak any more. He put the steel bar into his pocket and pinched it across his clothes.

Slowly strolling back, the first day of junior high school took out the steel from his pocket: "steel, fine."

"Well, she's a good girl." Yan hang said.

Junior one turned his head: "Yan hang."

"What do you do?" Yan hang asked.

"Where are you from?" First day of junior high school.

"From many places." Yan hang smiles.

"And where are you from?" Junior one asked again.

Yan hang looked at him, this question is not particularly easy to answer, and he didn't even have a place name in his mind like many people.

"Hometown, where?" I think he didn't understand.

"Hometown," Yan hang took a breath, looked up at the night sky, and slowly vomited out, "I'm hometown."

When we broke up at the intersection, the first day of junior high school took out gangkai'er again: "do you still have it? "Fine?"

"Be civilized." Yan hang said.

"Ganger Jing." Junior one said.

"Yes," Yan hang nodded, "so it's an amulet. It's everywhere."

"Well," the first day of junior high school put the steel back, "good night."

"Good night." Yan hang said.

When Yan hang got home, his father wasn't there, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw an envelope on the table.

Dad came back and left again.

He was very familiar with the envelope. The edges of the paper were fluffy and the four corners were curled. Every time he saw the envelope, he would feel flustered.

"I haven't been back for half a month, so you open it." Dad said.

Over the years, he has seen this envelope several times. Although dad came back less than half a month each time, he never had the chance to open it.But he didn't want to open it, or even see it.

Yan hang took an English book he didn't know how to read recently, opened it, put the envelope in it, and then put it under the coffee table.

The more you hide, the better.

When I got home on the first day of junior high school, there was only my mother and grandma with a cigarette in her mouth in the living room.

"Where did you get the shoes?" Mom saw the shoes on his feet at a glance.

"Classmate." The first day of junior high school, I took off my shoes.

"New or old?" Mom came over, picked up her shoes and looked at them, "Yo, it's still double n b."

"Well," Chuichi replied, "old."

"What about the original pair?" Mom looked at him.

"Sole off, off," Chuichi said softly, "sold."

That pair of shoes shouldn't be thrown away, but should be taken back. Grandma sells rags every month, and even saves the medicine box, but he really can't take that pair of shoes away in front of Yan hang.

"How much did it cost?" Mom asked right away.

"Ten." Junior one said.

"At least 15! The base is rubber, "my mother frowned." forget it. Ten dollars is ten dollars. Keep your pocket money. "

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

"I said it, black sheep!" Grandma was very dissatisfied with her cigarette, "ten yuan! Ten dollars is enough for nothing

"You can't sell your pile of cartons for ten yuan," my mother said irritably, "biting money all day long!"

"I don't bite money, you give me money? Are you rich? You don't have to listen to me if you buy a house quickly! " Grandma pointed to mom.

"I went to two construction sites yesterday," my mother sat back on the sofa. "Now the house price is going crazy. The houses in Hexi are nearly 20000!"

"Don't worry about the houses in the city, the suburbs! county town! No way! His father has a car, so it's convenient to go to and from work, "grandma tut tut twice." do you have to follow Er Ping when she buys a house in Hexi

"Fart!" Mom said.

"She depends on her father to get her money. You can see that she will be defeated sooner or later." Grandma said.

"I think so." Mom took a sip of tea.

On the first day of junior high school, lie down on the desk, take out the mobile phone, turn the screen to the darkest, try not to let mom and grandma aware of their own existence.

He opened wechat difficultly and entered the circle of friends in 10000 years. After another 3000 years, he finally saw the content of the circle of friends.

Fortunately, today my brother's circle of friends is in the first.

It's still a circle of advanced English friends that I can't understand.

With a picture.

At the beginning of the day, it took several times to make sure that this is a completely black picture, not that it hasn't been loaded.

-The boy closest to him was stunned at first, and then burst into a burst of laughter as if he had heard the funniest part of the year.

The boys behind him also laughed wildly.

Yan hang didn't mind. His words were funny.

But he didn't come here for fun.

He raised his hand and struck the boy in the face.

No preheating, no hesitation.

"Honey, when you want to do it, don't give the other party a chance, or you'll lose." The emperor's father said.

So when the boy was knocked down at his feet, his face was still smiling.

Everyone is young, although there is a person with a smile to the ground, let a group of people are Leng Leng Leng, but still quickly reflected.

Yan hang grabbed the wrist that swung half the bottle at him.

Hold on, press the joint, screw.

When dad taught him these movements, he was short of money and didn't have a mold. He taught them in real life. When his hand was twisted behind him and pushed again, and his arm was twisted and pulled away from his body, the pain made him feel like a kungfu prodigy and quickly mastered the essentials.

He twisted the arm of the little bastard No. 2 behind him, and then pushed the little bastard No. 3 towards him. When he pushed the little bastard No. 3 past, the little bastard No. 2 howled at No. 3.

The cry was very sad, which shocked No. 3's eyes.

Yan hang let go and kicked the back of No. 2, who fell to the ground with No. 3 in his arms.

The remaining two rushed up together. According to Dad, if you want to open your arms to you, it's the same as hugging, you should not refuse.

So Yan hang didn't refuse. He first hit the man on the right in the stomach, then blocked the man on the left's drift fist, hit his left shoulder, and the two left.

To tell you the truth, every time you fight with someone who says his combat effectiveness is zero, you have to save face. Yan hang feels like a martial arts expert.

It will take less than three minutes to deal with this group of small waste. If it wasn't for several boys who have been kicking the protagonist with their feet before, he didn't want to lift his legs at all.

Now he's still using his legs. After getting up from the ground, several boys are standing in the same place, expecting someone to attack them first and then. Unfortunately, everyone thinks so.The scene was like a cocktail party. Strangers looked at each other awkwardly.

"Forget it," someone said at last, "let's go."

Originally, the protagonist didn't resist. They beat people just like playing. Now they have opponents, and a few people don't want to fight.

But when I left, the leader still couldn't face up and put down a sentence: "there's seed waiting, I'll find you."

"Where are you going to find it?" Yan hang smiles.

The man stared at him awkwardly.

"Why don't I leave you an address," Yan hang said as he rummaged in his pocket. "Do you have a pen and paper?"

This provocation makes several boys who want to shrink back rekindle their fighting spirit immediately, and they will rush again as soon as they roll their sleeves.