I Just Want To Be Self-reliant

  This is Chapter 1?

   20RB report in June 2020, at about 6:50 p.m., an accident occurred in a high-end community on Dongda Street in this city.

At the time of the incident, the economic tribunal of the court of the district was at the scene of enforcement. Zhao Mouzhu, the person to be executed, was announcing that the property was sealed up. Zhao Mouzhu who refused to accept the treatment tried to climb the balcony guardrail to the unmanned clean water room next door. The balcony on the 38th floor fell straight to the green belt of the community.

According to the insider, Zhao was only 36 years old. His family had been demolished three times and gained assets of more than 100 million yuan. However, he was addicted to eating, drinking and having fun and gambling, which led to the death of his parents and insolvency. At the time of publication, his wife was still insolvent. Did not show up.

  Live video link is as follows...

In the news released by the    public account, in the panicked and vague mobile phone shooting video, except for the sight of falling objects on the high buildings, which are swiftly sliding down.

   is heart-piercing: "We must... self-reliance..."

  The sound of abrupt cessation is impressive.

  Clearly is a second generation with four bodies, indifferent and undivided grains, and a happy story about losing family property.

  Although everyone aspires to be such a lucky person, they feel very comfortable with this ending.

  Even if he finally regrets and wants to be self-reliant, who doesn’t want to be such a lucky guy who sits and reaps the rewards.

  Deserve it!

  Then this news soon disappeared from the trivialities of the citizens and the parents.

  Not even the waves splashed, it was forgotten.

  ...

  Time and space jump to 2003, in Jiangzhou thousands of kilometers away, a thin young man squatted under the dazzling sun with his legs spread out, watching everything in front of him.

   couldn’t help but utter the phrase that was only popular after seventeen or eighteen years: "This is it...?"

  The plastic track stadium that has just been completed smells bad, and the surrounding school buildings look brand new, but they can’t hide the signs of hasty completion.

   is the size of a middle school.

  In addition to the croaking cicadas, outside the campus, it is 100% wild and mountain village wind.

  Dust trucks passed by one after another.

   said that there are more large construction sites than education areas.

  This is the university?

  Is it an institution of higher learning that disregards the spoiling of his parents and stays at home, vowing to come to learn knowledge, change his destiny, and embark on a path of self-reliance?

  Even the shade on the head is a newly planted roadside tree, and the red clay traces on the sidewalk tiles under the feet have not been cleaned.

  The two lives have lived for more than 50 years. They have never studied at university, and have been with college girls. At least they have also placed beverage bottles on the roof of the car in the university town.

  This is definitely not the university in my imagination.

  The glittering "Southwest City College" sign next to it is indeed inlaid on the low-quality brown smick wall tiles.

  It is exactly the same as the admission letter that I got.

  Zhao Dezhu had a little doubt whether his choice was correct.

  Don’t go back dingy?

Crunching, another bus stopped at the school gate, and the man with glasses who jumped down first spits wildly: "Classmates! This is Southwest City College! The infrastructure construction and teachers are strong, the environment is beautiful, and the air is fresh. It is definitely you. An important step to success on the road of life growth!"

  The young students who came down the door of the car were equally bewildered without exception.

   all wrote: Yes! this! ?

  There must be a huge gap with the university they imagined.

   Zhao Dezhu actually laughed with joy.

  Seven or eight teachers and students emerged from the stainless steel rail sliding door.

   Seeing the passion and excitement of the Red Army all over his face: "Welcome, welcome! Warm welcome!"

  "Welcome to Southwest City College, classmates, welcome to visit our school!"

   "Classmates! I am a teacher of dance and performing arts, and I can show you our new and energetic school!"

  "This classmate, at first glance, you are a talented person who is dedicated to learning. Welcome to the beautiful Jiangzhou, to this charming city, to our charming campus, I am the senior of the student union of the elevator department..."

   Zhao Dezhu, who had just lit a cigarette, was taken aback by the school's exciting (un)emotional (requiring) style (face) school spirit, and with his more than 50 years of experience, he clearly heard some important points.

  It is inevitable that I have started to remember what major I wrote on the admission notice, international energy management!

  Fuck, it sounds so tall.

  But even young people aged eighteen or nineteen, some people instinctively resist this kind of coaxing that is close to pyramid schemes.

   "No, my mother said I just came to have a look first, not necessarily reading here."

   "I think...I should go to work. How is this different from our middle school."

  "Thank you, thank you, no hurry, no hurry, I will look at it again, I will smoke a cigarette first."

   Said that the smoking boy was five big and three thick. His black face and fur were so luxuriant that he could play Zhang Fei directly. It is estimated that he saw Zhao Dezhu squatting in the shade of the school gate and smoking.

   found this excuse to hide.

  Zhao Dezhu smiled and raised his hand to indicate the 555 cigarette in his hand.

  From this moment on, Liu Jiangtao decided that this thin friend had been made, and no one had ever smoked such an expensive cigarette for him in his life.

  There are about thirty or forty students in this car and a few parents, so all seven or eight teachers and seniors have worked hard to greet them as much as possible, and will not concentrate on one person alone.

  Instead, it gave the two young people a chance to communicate under the shade of the tree.

   "Hiss... this foreign smoke is really exciting!"

   "You didn't fill in this application at all, and you received the admission letter here?"

   "Ah, how did you know that my dad sold a few pigs to help me collect the tuition fee. I took the test for more than 300 points. I planned to raise pigs at home. Who knows how much you can go to college?"

   Zhao Dezhu simply accompanies the school flower through the process during the college entrance examination.

  He didn't read well in the whole middle school, so he was blinded by one or two hundred points to see if he had any.

  But he didn't speak, and silently gestured to the spectacled man with his cigarette butt.

   Liu Jiangtao also learned this chic and skillful action before following it.

  The man who had just counted the number of people who got off the bus immediately gestured with the number of people inside the school gate, jumped into the empty car, and ran away quickly with the driver.

  Following the direction of his gestures, you can find a middle-aged man standing at the door of the air-conditioned security room.

  Looking at all the excitement outside the school from a distance.

  From such a hot day, wearing a suit and shirt, especially a big back with oily hair, middle-aged Zhao Dezhu judged that this was either the principal or some school leader.

   But the real 18-year-old Liu Jiangtao couldn’t see the information, and immediately jumped up anxiously: “Why did the car run away! How can I go, how can I go back?!”

  It's okay for him to be incapable of doing this. He jumped up and was immediately noticed again.

  A female teacher grabbed Liu Jiangtao: "Classmates, all are here. Let’s first understand and visit our campus, and then consider how to choose?"

  The boy who was clearly physically strong, was so touched by the charming female teacher, he blushed immediately, and was a little bit speechless!

The classmates and teachers next to   , then pushed Zhang Luo down, half-pushing and half-following to the campus.

  Fortunately, I remember my new friend: "Classmate, you... won't you go in and have a look together? Don't you also have a notice?"

  All the gazes that looked at Zhao Dezhu instantly produced light. It might be a little strange, why didn't he notice this boy just now.

  Probably from the dry, thin and dark body of eastern Guangdong, wearing a wrinkled white T-shirt with sweat stains, disheveled hair, and a chic (sloppy) look with flip-flops.

  It is hard to think that he is also a college student who is here to report.

   more like the migrant workers on the construction site next door!

  And there is not a piece of luggage, it is too different from Liu Jiangtao and the others who have to carry a cowboy bag anyway.

  Of course, the most peculiar thing is that the young man who hadn’t noticed the face of the passerby who had been walking in and out just now, now waiting for him to stand up and take a closer look, his tall and thin eyes are quite energetic.

  The kind of calm and relaxed look, lazily stood up and said okay.

But when he passed the school gate and passed by the school leader who silently looked at these young people in front of him, he casually flicked his cigarette **** off: "I just heard that there is a major in dance and performing arts. If you find a few beautiful women to welcome the new students, is it attractive? Will the force be much greater?"

  Visible to the naked eye, the school leader with a big shiny back and his head lit up: "Classmate! What is your name and what major do you study?!"

  Zhao Dezhu smiled: "I just followed you to learn how to do business."

  Everyone thought he was joking.

  (End of this chapter)