Chapter 81 My Favorite Ride

It gets colder in January.

On New Year's Day, No. 1 Middle School gave the lower grades a full day off, but the third grade only had half a day. But for Meng Ye, half a day and a day are no different, because now he has entered the devil mode, getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than pigs every day, in addition to the routine three sets of test papers, there are countless physical training waiting for him.

The same goes for the rest of the class, not to mention reading novels and puppy love, they don't have time to manage their hair. The countdown on the blackboard changes every day, and the sense of urgency also follows. The days of high school are so tiring and dense, and every 24 hours pass will leave a mark on the young body.

Zhuang Shao knew that Meng Ye's time was precious, so he also took the initiative to reduce the number of contacts during this time, from one call a day to once every three days, and the call time was shortened to a few minutes. But that's it, Meng Ye often fell asleep on the bed while chatting. Many times Zhuang Shao listened to his breathing, so he listened quietly for a few minutes before hanging up.

January 6th was a Sunday. After the quiz results were released, Meng Ye improved a few places and now ranks 12th in the class. He was so excited that he was about to use a loudspeaker to promote it. Jiang Yue disliked it to the death, yawning and perfunctory: "It's gratifying, congratulations, both style and style are blooming."

Meng Ye couldn't hear the irony of this fellow: "It's easy to talk, and I will hire you as an assistant when I become a sports star in the future."

"Go away, my mother is not interested in carrying bags, it's almost as good as an agent for me."

"Oh, the lion is open to you!"

"If you love me or not, I can still hug Zhuang Shao if I can't hold your thigh. He will be a CEO in the future, and I'd be happy to be his secretary."

"Hold……"

Meng Ye's brain made up for his domineering

President

The style of Zhuang Shao, imagine this guy wearing a suit and tie, always pushing the beautiful woman against the wall and asking "Are you satisfied with what you see?" The terrifying appearance, the more I think about it, the more chills I feel, and I get goosebumps during the day!

But if Jiang Yue, an anti-correction expert, was next to him, the situation would be completely different.

Zhuang Shao wanted to drink the 1982-year-old black coffee Jiang Yue and said, "Okay, no problem, sir, I'll make you a cold cold spirit right away." Zhuang Shao wanted to take a Rolls-Royce to experience the public sentiment and Jiang Yue said, "Don't you have a bicycle? Don't fuss, hurry up, no, I'll take you." Zhuang Shao quarreled with his subordinates and Jiang Yue rushed in to pull: "What's going on, boss, let's not aggrieve ourselves, if we can't make it, we'll leave!"

Thinking about it, Meng Ye clasped the hand of the same table: "Secretary Jiang, I unilaterally announce that you are the secretary, and he won't let you be in a hurry with me!"

"Mother, I will choose the treatment." Jiang Yue raised her eyebrows and raised her hair, "Hey, by the way, how has Zhuang Shao been in Linjiang recently?"

"It's alright," Meng Ye said, "it seems to have gained some weight."

Since Grandpa Zhuang Shao came home from the hospital, four people in the family eat together every day. Xie Minghui will not mention it, his mouth is very sloppy, and he is not willing to eat more because of the lack of color and flavor. Grandpa Zhuang Shao has to take supplements when he is recovering from a serious illness, so every day at the table, chicken, duck, and fish are cooked in different ways, and the specifications are about to catch up with the full banquet of Man and Han. .

"Come on Shao'er, eat more of this fish to replenish your brain!"

"Shao'er is here for another bowl of soup, this one will clear the lungs and reduce the fire."

"Shao'er..."

After three meals a day of pig feeding, Zhuang Shao made up all the meat he lost before, and even jumped a little. Now he doesn't have to do housework at home, and he doesn't have to wear school uniforms when he goes out. He is tall and handsome, and he is always a handsome guy at the school grass level.

A few years later, Zhuang Shao really became famous once, but not because of the draft, but because he and his dad were fighting each other on the street and were photographed by passers-by. In less than two days, it became a hot spot in "Guess You Like It" The video went viral and went viral...it's a family misfortune.

At eleven o'clock at night, at the appointed time, Meng Ye received a call from Zhuang Shao.

"Is training over?"

"Yeah." He just picked up his bag and walked to the school gate, his tone a little excited, "I was about to call you, guess how fast I ran today?"

Zhuang Shao: "14 points and 50 points?"

"What, fool, 14 points and 50 points is the registration result." Meng Ye said proudly, "If I only have this level by now, then it's over, I have to ask you to wait for me for another year."

Zhuang Shao was fascinated by that idiot. He was so fascinated that he didn't know who he was, and it took a few seconds to regain consciousness.

"so?"

"Just let you guess, you can't even guess, pig brain."

It's a fool and a pig's brain, and the dignity of being the first in the school is simply gone. But Zhuang Shao had a smile in his throat: "You are smart if you mean it."

"Of course." Meng Ye said, "This time the monthly test for my whole school is 88, 88! I will send it!"

"..."

Feudal superstition is a must.

Back to running. This afternoon, Lao Yang took a team-wide exam, and everyone who didn't give up taking the sports school took part. The most dazzling among them is of course Chen Chao. Hand tactics limit the performance of this kid, but according to Lao Yang's experience, it is estimated that he is between the elite level and the first level.

But the most surprising person was not Chen Chao, but Meng Ye.

He ran 14 minutes and 33 seconds.

Of course, there is the influence of wind speed, but what is the concept of running 5000 meters in 14 minutes and 33 seconds? For a small place of origin, no acceptance

system

For students who have been instructed by provincial coaches, this achievement represents unimaginable hardships and hard work, and it is almost the limit that ordinary high school students can achieve.

But limits are meant to be pushed, aren't they?

Meng Ye knew that of course he couldn't compare with those geniuses who were young, who ran 13 minutes 55, 13 minutes 57 and 10,000 meters in the National University Games at a young age, but he was willing to slowly reach the goal. Each small target, willing to work hard for every shot, in case, if one day the blind cat encounters a dead mouse, can he also wrestle with the geniuses in the same arena? Wouldn't that make a profit.

Lu Xiaochuan, who was in charge of pinching the watch, cried at that time, and was particularly hopeless. Meng Ye put on a stinky sweat and rushed up to rub her head fiercely: "Cry, you, I'm afraid that I will become a world champion someday and won't recognize you, right? Let's take a hundred and twenty hearts, even if I don't recognize Lao Yang I can't help but recognize you! You are my soulmate, my soulmate! Comparing your heart to heart—"

"Bum, we're still competing here, go elsewhere!" Lao Yang kicked the girl away with one kick, "Stinky brat wastes time all day long!"

Meng Ye danced and laughed with Lu Xiaochuan, Chen Chao and the others on the sidelines, cradling their shoulders for several minutes, causing the passing girls to think that these idiots were taking stimulants, and stood on the side with their heads sticking out to watch the excitement. . As soon as Meng Ye turned around and saw them, he raised his arms above his head and began to frantically compete, making the girls scream and run away...

"How fast are you running?" Zhuang Shao asked on the phone, "You haven't told me yet."

Meng Ye stopped to step on the flower bed and tightened his shoelaces, and tugged his phone between his chin and shoulders and smiled: "Tell you that you have no idea, anyway, you are very good, and you can rely on the competition to support your kind of performance in the future. "

"Bullshit." Zhuang Shao suddenly whispered, "If I want to take care of you, I will take care of you. I will confess to you first."

This means to euphemistically condemn some people who see text messages but do not reply, pretending to be confused. Is it a general liking or a life-and-death kind of liking, but you can give me a word.

Meng Ye's ears were slightly hot, and he hummed quietly.

"Just wrap it up, it's so glorious."

"You didn't mention it?"

"I just said it casually."

"But I'm serious."

"..." Meng Ye was so ashamed that he stopped to walk without chatting. He had a lot of words in his heart, but he planned to meet him and talk about it. It seemed too frivolous to say it casually on the phone.

The small place sleeps early, especially now that Zhuang Shao is not around, the winter night in Yanling is quieter and deeper than last year. As he walked, he jumped up and pulled down a leaf, rubbing it in his hands, imagining it was Zhuang Shao's face, pinched and rounded.

The two were silent, the phone rustled, and the wind was kissing each other on their behalf.

Zhuang Shao asked, "Why didn't you speak?"

Meng Ye took the phone away and sighed.

Why is it so sad to be eighteen? Let's have a relationship, a long-distance relationship, let's have a partner, it's a boy, let's talk on the phone, and the feeling of missing will grab heart, can't say a funny word, only miss you, want to see you You, miss you so much.

Worry, so worried that my hair is turning white, nothing else is to boil people.

Zhuang Shao asked again, "When will you come over next week?"

"No. 14." Meng Ye scratched the tip of his nose with a leaf, "Physical test on the 15th."

"Have you bought your ticket yet?"

"I bought it early."

He didn't tell him that the three thousand dollars had already been spent. That day Lao Yang asked him if he was afraid of being alone, Meng Ye waved his hand very boldly - he had already bought air tickets for his mother and sister!

When I got home in the evening, my grandmother was still watching TV and making a sweater. She was discharged from the hospital last week and her spirits are getting better day by day. Meng Ye asked you why the old man hasn't slept yet? Grandma glared at him and said energetically: "What do you sleep for? Zhuang Shao's grandma knitted a scarf for you, can we be compared with her? What's so great about the people in the city, I want to knit for me Shao'er. sweater!"

"..."

Meng Ye pushed the old lady back to the room and forcibly confiscated the tools of crime.

Considering her grandmother's physical condition, she stayed to watch the shop this time. On the night of the 13th, Yu Na was busy packing things, and You Ying went to the hardware store next door to ask the neighbors to help take care of her mother. Meng Ye had not returned from training.

When Zhou Yunfei came, it happened that grandma was watching TV with Xiaolong in her arms, and a little sun was on fire in front of her knees. Zhou Yunfei didn't know him, so he stood at the door and asked, "Is Yu Na there?"

Grandma is allergic to flower arms, but luckily it's winter!

"Who are you?" She squinted her presbyopia.

"I am her friend."

"Nana, Nana? Someone is looking for you."

Yu Na ran out with her hair disheveled, and with a yawn, she immediately ran back to the room, scratched her hair, and tugged at her pajamas. When she came out again, Zhou Yunfei was already smoking a cigarette outside.

She walked over to cover her nose, and Zhou Yunfei pinched it.

The old lady was holding the dog and peeking inside.

"You came to me?"

Zhou Yunfei didn't reply, but asked, "What are you busy with?"

"Pack your luggage." Yu Na pursed her lips gently towards the back, "Tomorrow I will go to Linjiang with my brother, I will bring a lot of things."

"I heard from Fu Lei that you have been to the repair shop and asked me for help?"

"Do I have to ask for help to find you?"

Zhou Yunfei was not very good at dealing with little girls, so he looked away in annoyance: "Just drop by and ask, I'll leave if it's okay."

"You wait."

Yu Na kicked back to the room in her slippers, took out the painting and gave it to him, "It's for you."

"What's this."

Zhou Yunfei glanced at the front and back.

"You don't understand? Sketch."

"I'm asking what you gave me this for."

Yu Na said, "If you don't want to do anything, take it away if you want. What a lot of nonsense."

Zhou Yunfei really wanted to pinch her face.

When Meng Ye came back, he saw the exhaust of a broken car, and hurried home: "Yuna—"

"Why?" Yu Na squinted.

"Is that Zhou Yunfei just now?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

Good guy, come to the house!

After the grandmother looked at her granddaughter, she looked at her granddaughter again, and asked gossip, "Who is that?"

"An elderly man." Yu Na summed it up.

Grandma said the old man is good! The old man knows it hurts, and he will die in a few years!

"..."

Early the next morning, the family of three went to the airport in a big bag.

It was the first time for Yu Na and Meng Ye to take a plane. Before boarding, they were very excited. After boarding, they were shy. The stewardess asked them what to do, and they didn't even dare to touch the small lights above their heads.

You Ying despised: "No promise."

The brothers and sisters said in unison, "I haven't seen the world before."

Less than a quarter of an hour after takeoff, Sister Ying was already falling asleep. Yu Na covered her mother with a blanket, plugged in her headphones and clicked on the popcorn movie on the plane—she had hardly ever been to a movie theater in Yanling, because she was afraid of spending money, and because her brother was not interested and refused to accompany her.

Meng Ye flipped through the magazine in the front seat from beginning to end, and even read the advertisements in the pages with relish, and then came to a conclusion: Zhuang Shao is indeed the eldest young master! The watch he lent himself was the same brand as in the magazine!

Because haven't experienced it, everything is very interesting. In the third year of high school, when he could be split into two pieces in one minute, he flew with his family to another unfamiliar city, far away from his hometown, but ran towards his dream and the person in his heart.

It was his favorite run he had ever run.

Not long after the flight attendant came to patrol the cabin, Meng Ye raised his hand, which made the flight attendant amused: "What do you need?"

"I just wanted to ask how far it is to Linjiang." He smiled embarrassedly, "You don't need to squat down, you don't have to squat."

"The whole journey to Linjiang is 981 kilometers, and the flight time is one hour and forty minutes. If it goes well, we will land in another hour."

long time.

"Is there something to do in a hurry?"

Meng Ye was taken aback for a moment, showing a slightly surprised look. The flight attendant was looking at him with a smile: "You seem to be looking forward to it."

"Have it?"

There seems to be a little bit.

He thought that there would be no need to worry about meeting soon, but it turned out that he was very wrong.

The closer to the destination, the more savagely the miss grows in heart, the young skeleton breaks the shackles and breaks the taboos, and can't wait to grow into a big tree that can shelter someone from the wind and rain in the next second.

Hey, Meng Ye lowered his head and admitted in annoyance: "Not only looking forward to it, but I can't wait."

Even You Ying didn't expect Xie Minghui to pick them up at the exit when they got off the plane.

"It's been hard work all the way," the man was so enthusiastic that it was almost malicious. "I didn't expect the plane to land early. Fortunately, I came early. Come with your luggage and follow me. The car is on the second basement floor."

"..." You Ying glared at him, "Xie Minghui, you are so idle, we didn't let you pick it up."

Xie Minghui smiled and led them to the elevator. Yu Na circled the circle and looked at the flowery world in front of her, her eyes full of curiosity. Meng Ye looked around and couldn't find the figure he was looking forward to, so he couldn't help but feel lost.

On the second basement floor, solicitors and car-hunters were crowded. Meng Ye found that there was a bus stop not far away, and whispered, "Mom, why don't we go to the bus by ourselves, I have checked the route, there is no need to cause trouble."

Xie Minghui just took out his mobile phone and turned around and said, "Don't do this, it's all about acquaintances."

"Where are you familiar?" Meng Ye thought that you should not be too close.

"You brat, you don't know me well, don't you know Zhuang Shao, and he's calling you trouble?" Xie Minghui raised his mobile phone and said, "Where? Export."

Meng Ye was dumbfounded: "Zhuang Shao he—"

"Here it is!"

Xie Minghui beckoned, a black off-road vehicle came from not far away, and the window was completely lowered. Someone was holding the steering wheel in a serious manner, and the wristband that he had given him seemed to be on his left hand.

- Sister treasure pig? !

At that moment, Meng Ye's heart burst into large clusters of fireworks, colorful fire trees and silver flowers, and the surprise illuminated the dark chest as bright as day. He endured it on the surface, but in fact, every time the car approached, his heart burned even more brilliantly, like cooking oil on a fiery fire.

He looked at Zhuang Shao without blinking until the car stopped in front of him.

Zhuang Shao asked, "Why are you staring at me, don't you know me?"

I will not update tomorrow if I ask for leave, it will still be 9 o'clock the day after tomorrow. I promised myself that I would take a day off until chapter 80, so I took a day off to recharge myself~