Chapter 502 Copying


Chapter 502 Copying

In Lin Zhiwan’s perception, the concept of the word “world” has been changing.

When she was a child, she felt that the world was as big as Bianqiao Village.

Although as long as you go around the ginkgo tree at the entrance of the village, there will be a shuttle bus to the town passing by, Lin Zhiwan only dared to take a look at the billowing dust rolled up by the rear wheels of the car from a distance.

To her, the village is already very big, not to mention the winding mountains behind the village, with large green bamboo forests on the mountains.

When the wind blows, the bamboo leaves all over the mountain undulate like waves.

Lin Zhiwan fantasized about the sound that the wind might make when blowing through the bamboo leaves, and she thought about digging up the bamboo shoots that emerged in spring.

Later, Lin Tong received the admission notice from Tang'an No. 1 Experimental Middle School.

For the two siblings, it was like a ticket to a new world.

So Lin Zhiwan came to Tang'an City with her younger brother, carrying large and small bags of messy luggage and only a few hundred yuan in savings.

From that day on, she realized how narrow the world in her perception was.

It turns out that a school can have thousands of students and teachers, it turns out that high-rise buildings can be built to a hundred stories, and it turns out that the night in the city can be as bright as day.

Later, she went to the capital again.

Compared to Tang'an, the capital is larger and more majestic, so it is even more shocking.

Gradually, while realizing that the world is really big, Lin Zhiwan also clearly realized another thing.

That means the world doesn't welcome her.

In the past, it was because of financial constraints, but now, Lin Zhiwan doesn't even dare to look at the balance of her bank card, nor does she dare to count the number of zeros after that number.

But she still felt unwelcome.

Lin Zhiwan sometimes looks at the subway route map in a daze. In fact, she only needs to get off a few stops in advance to reach the city center. She just takes a look from a distance and there is no charge.

But she could only watch in silent panic, being pushed and shoved by the torrent of people passing by on the subway platform, watching her courage disappear.

This is why Lin Zhiwan still chooses to live in the Olive District, a famous poor area, despite making money through her side job as a food blogger.

You may think it’s strange. This city used to be so big, but people couldn’t find a place to stay.

But now this city has suddenly become very small, so that the people you want to see appear in front of you unexpectedly.

Lin Zhiwan stood by the balcony, looking at the three boys standing side by side in the shade downstairs in a daze.

Each of them was holding a bowl of shaved ice. Watermelon cut into cubes was dotted on the ice slush with red jam. It was a bit difficult to scoop it out with a small plastic spoon.

"Su Chengyi, are you a pervert? You won't follow me, right?"

Zou Lian asked with a stinky face.

"It would be nice if the money in your pocket could be directly proportional to your narcissism."

Su Chengyi took a spoonful of shaved ice soaked in jam and stuffed it into his mouth, his tongue was frozen Feeling a little numb, he answered vaguely.

The two people were always arguing like this every time they talked. Lin Tong spit out the watermelon seeds in the trash can on the side and hurriedly explained:

"No, classmate Zou Lian, you misunderstood. Mr. Yi came to see me today. He really doesn't know. You live here."

Zou Lian snorted noncommittally.

He actually knew that this was probably an accidental incident, but this kind of accidental incident happened too many times and too frequently, which was really unacceptable.

Although his brain was so crazy last time that he took the initiative to tell Su Chengyi that he was living in such a low-rent house, this did not mean that he could be calm enough to let Su Chengyi visit his residence. This was not very lethal. Yayu poured chili oil on the wound.

“Forget it, I’m leaving! You continue.”

Zou Lian stuck his spoon on the shaved ice. Although he didn't take a bite, the ice on the edge had already melted a little.

"Dear, we sold it in this store and we refuse to return or exchange it."

Su Chengyi said slowly while chewing ice crumbs.

“I’m not buying this damn thing!”

Zou Lian turned around and shouted in disbelief.

Su Chengyi spread his hands and explained slowly:

“Yes, this is indeed a friendly gift from Brother Da Fei, but you did take it when he gave it to me.

So, Our rule is, 伱Eat it, it’s free. If you don’t want to waste it, you’ll have to pay for it. I can’t bear to eat it.”

Zou He angrily criticized this forced buying and selling behavior.

"Pay here."

Su Chengyi raised her hand gracefully.

Lin Tong understood immediately, picked up the sign next to it, and brought it to Zou Lian.

"Watermelon shaved ice, five yuan a bowl. Small business, no bully."

Zou Lian looked at the words on it and clenched his fists.

Isn’t it just five yuan? Even if he is so virtuous now, he can still get five yuan!

Please, this is 2015, not 2005. What can you do with 5 yuan?

"The ice has melted, can you give me another spoonful?"

Zou Lian lowered his head and said "hum hum hum hum" as he ate the ice, but did not forget to raise his head to complain. .

“It took your own time to melt it.”

Su Chengyi had already finished the jam and shaved ice below. He specially asked for the strawberry jam. In comparison, the watermelon on top was not so pleasing.

He poked a piece of watermelon and raised his head just in time to see Lin Zhiwan standing upstairs.

She didn’t know what she was thinking, she looked like she was in a daze.

Just as Su Chengyi wanted to say hello to her, Lin Tong on the side raised his voice and shouted:

"Sister, do you want to eat?"

Only then did Lin Zhiwan come to her senses, waved her hands in a panic, her eyes quickly passed over Su Chengyi, and then she hurriedly turned around and slipped back into the room.

Su Chengyi was a little confused by the monk Zhang Er. Why did he feel like he was meeting the King of Hell when he saw him?

On the other hand, Zou Lian, who was next to him, let out an inexplicable "ha", and then said "Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," and sighed in a very artificial way.

Su Chengyi glanced at him and ignored the man's convulsions. He just folded the empty bowl into his hand.

"Hey, hey, Su Chengyi, you are crazy, I still have a piece of watermelon to finish! Pay for it!"

In order to retaliate for Zou Lian's inexplicable behavior, Su Chengyi finally followed him upstairs, determined to visit his residence.

Although Zou Lian protested against this, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't stay away from home, right?

In hot weather, although I can’t turn on the air conditioner, I still have a small electric fan.

"What a coincidence. Did you see the residents here for rent in the job advertisement? And then you found out that the people around you are all familiar people?"

The corridor entrance is narrow and low, Su Chengyi needs to be slightly Keep your head down to avoid hitting your head.

According to Zou Lian, he just tore up a small advertisement and saw the information about low-rent housing here. Although it was a little far away from the city, it was still cheap.

Su Chengyi is very familiar with this new neighborhood, because after the last flood, the people who lived in cardboard houses in the Olive District moved here en masse.

Generally speaking, such neighborhood relations are very fragile. It is very likely that a natural disaster can tear people apart. But fortunately, they have two brothers, Big Fei Ge and Little Fei Ge.

The two of them have always attached great importance to friendship, so as soon as the flood receded, the first thing they did was to count the number of people. After confirming that nothing serious happened to the neighbors, they began to run back and forth to contact each other. People, look for a new house.

Although they were stuffed with money and owed favors, they were actually able to buy a new storefront and help the neighbors re-rent the houses next to each other.

So Brother Da Fei continued to open his food stall, and Brother Xiao Fei continued to open his canteen and billiard room. Because the environment has improved, the business is even more prosperous than before.

The neighbors are still the same group of neighbors. Things have changed, but they still support each other.

Su Chengyi only found out the details today and admires them very much.

Brother Da Fei is a bit clumsy, and he just makes shaved ice for a few boys with a smile.

Brother Xiao Fei is good at chatting. He talked with a few people for a long time. Finally, he made an appointment to have lunch together. Hearing Su Chengyi's question, Zou Lian, who was walking in front, rolled his eyes angrily and replied:

"Please, they are your acquaintances. I didn't know them at all at first, okay?"

He didn't even know his old classmate Lin Tong, he just knew that there was such a person. .

Su Chengyi thought about it, and it made sense.

In the past, Zou Lian was a serious figure on campus. He was a broadcaster and the leader of the school. It was normal not to recognize these fringe social terrorists.

"When I first moved here, I felt like I couldn't pick out a law-abiding citizen among these people. Oh my god, I was wondering what kind of big brother the flower-armed guy was, and it turns out he sells barbecue, huh."

Zou Lian wanted to laugh a little as he spoke. He threw up the key in his hand and caught it again.

“Later Lin Tong recognized me and introduced me to them as a classmate of a certain Master Su, and he became even more enthusiastic.

Thanks to you, I really I was a little frightened by their enthusiasm."

Zou Lian inserted the key into the door lock and opened the iron door. The rusty and worn-out door made a "squeak" sound.

Su Chengyi took a step back and took a look. It was even on the same floor as Lin Tong's house.

"This is a humble room, but I am virtuous."

Zou Lian clapped his hands and turned on the only incandescent light bulb in the room.

Su Chengyi walked into the room and looked around.

The area is about the size of a bedroom. After placing a single bed and table, the range of activities is very narrow.

Standing inside with the size of an adult, it feels like you have nowhere to go.

Zou Lian was familiar with the road. He sidestepped away from the corner of the table, walked to the corner, and pulled out a plastic stool.

“Sit.”

Su Chengyi did not refuse and sat down in that position.

Zou Lian squatted down, took out a plastic bag from the backpack at the foot of the bed, and placed it on the table.

"This morning's part-time job was to help the fruit shop distribute flyers. When I came back, the boss gave me two kilograms of plums. I'll wash them now. You can help me deliver some to Lin Tong's house. I'll deliver to the ones downstairs. "

"Oh. "

Su Chengyi nodded.

Zou Lian glanced at him in surprise, as if he was surprised by his obedient reaction.

He turned on the faucet and was not very skilled in washing the fruits. The plums were purple-red, called "crispy red plums", and they looked strangely beautiful.

After washing the first one, he turned around and threw it to the "guest" on the stool.

Su Chengyi raised his hand to catch it steadily and took a bite.

The taste is softer than green plums, but it is sweet and sour and rich in juice.

"Do you have enough money from your part-time job to buy these two pounds of plums?"

Su Chengyi asked sincerely.

".I beg you, of course you will give it to me if you can't sell it and fear it will be damaged. And if the business is good, which fruit shop needs to hire people to distribute flyers?"

After saying this, Zou Lian I stuffed a plum into my mouth to remind myself not to be angry with the person behind me.

Su Chengyi nodded, but didn't say anything. He just stood up, took the fruit plate he had washed, opened the door and walked out.

Zou Lian looked at his back and suddenly lamented that the nature of human nature is indeed base.

Obviously, he usually annoys him to death, but when this person rarely becomes normal, he becomes even more uncomfortable, and the hair on his body is still so uncomfortable.

Su Chengyi looked at the crystal moist plums on the plate, picked up another one, put it in his mouth, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After knocking three times, the door opened in response.

The person who opened the door was Miss Lin Zhiwan who was very nervous for some reason.

After discovering that it was him, Lin Zhiwan clung to the door handle like a frightened deer, leaving only a gap.

It seems that he is still the King of Hell now, Su Chengyi thought, raised the plate in his hand, and took the initiative to explain:

"Zou Lian asked me to send it here."

Lin Zhiwan bit her lip, then opened the door and made signs.

"Sorry. Come in quickly."

Su Chengyi guessed that she was probably apologizing for hiding from him. Although she didn't understand why, Su Chengyi decided not to press the matter for the time being.

After all, the other party is Sister Lin, who has always been very soft-tempered. No matter what method is used to trick her, it is a bit like bullying.

With this in mind, Su Chengyi walked sideways through the door.

The rooms of the Lin family siblings are much more spacious than Zou Lian's, with two bedrooms and one living room.

For food bloggers, the most important thing is that the kitchen is naturally tidy. The dining table is covered with a blue and white checkered tablecloth. In the vase transformed from a mineral water bottle, there is a bouquet of unnamed flowers. The small white flowers swayed quietly.

In addition, there is a long sofa in the living room. Although it looks a bit old, it is very clean.

Instead of the place where the TV would normally be placed is a desk, with its unstable legs padded with books.

Su Chengyi took a quick look and recognized that it was the "Portable Wrong Question Book" used by No. 1 Middle School to reward students, with the school badge printed on the cover.

Lin Zhiwan took the plate from his hand, carefully placed it on the dining table, wiped her hands, and went to the kitchen to work on giving something in return.

Su Chengyi ate plums, walked to the desk, and saw a stack of calligraphy books on the desk.

Lin Zhiwan opened the door in a hurry and forgot to close the pen cap. The pen tip was leaking ink.

Su Chengyi picked up the pen and rubbed the tip of the pen on the paper to make a black dot.

Lin Zhiwan was debating whether to give grapefruits or oranges. When she turned around and saw Su Chengyi standing in front of the desk, she was startled. She quickly put down the grapefruits she was holding carefully in her hands and trotted over.

The paper is mostly filled with simple common words, and each word is written over and over again, like an elementary school student's exercise book.

Lin Zhiwan has already recognized many characters under Yang Liu's guidance, but recognizing them is one thing, and writing them by herself is another, so she has to start with such common characters.

Su Chengyi picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:

Lin Zhiwan.

His handwriting tends to be cursive, with flowing clouds and flowing water, like dragons and phoenixes dancing.

At this moment, in order for Lin Zhiwan to see clearly, he was already deliberately working towards regular script.

But in Lin Zhiwan’s eyes, this was no different from a ghost painting a peach charm.

She vaguely recalled that when she was a child, the grandmother of the Zhang family next door was possessed by an evil spirit. The village specially invited a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit. The fonts the Taoist priest drew on the yellow talisman were similar to what Su Chengyi wrote at that time.

Not only did Su Chengyi not realize this, she even handed over the pen as if nothing had happened.

"Write and see. Shouldn't you first learn to write your name beautifully?"

Lin Zhiwan took the pen nervously, feeling that she had almost forgotten how to hold a pen.

It's like a poor student taking an exam in front of the teacher.

It took a lot of effort for her to restrain her trembling fingers, tremblingly imitating his method and writing her name.

Su Chengyi thought that Lin Zhiwan was not so much "writing" as "copying", drawing stroke by stroke like a painting.

The three words "Lin Zhiwan" were like some unspeakable spell. It was obviously a nice name, but she wrote it with a sneaky feeling.

After writing the last stroke, Lin Zhiwan breathed out lightly. She felt that the writing went smoothly this time, and there was no correction in the process.

So she turned her face expectantly, as if she wanted to get some praise from him.

Under normal circumstances, after she finished writing, Lin Tong and Yang Liu would praise her for her progress.

However, Su Chengyi laughed and said nonchalantly:

"You might as well change your name to Lin Yane."

Lin Zhiwan blushed and put away all the paper on the table.

(End of this chapter)

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