"Lao Qi, are you going to clean your shoes?"

In the dormitory building, Li Qiang saw Zhang Qing going out with a basin, brush, shoes and washing powder, and greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Qing nodded and said, "Yes, are you going?"

Li Qiang hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can wear it again."

Zhang Qing smiled and went out.

After he left, the atmosphere in the dormitory was a bit strange.

Ever since Wang Lei and his group forced Zhang Qing to meet at the playground last time, but Zhang Qing went alone without anyone else in the dormitory, the atmosphere in the dormitory started to get a little different.

By the time Zhang Qing and Qi Juan were at the same table, their scores had improved by leaps and bounds, leaving the rest of the dormitory far behind. He and the others seemed to have become more and more like people from two different worlds.

It was too sudden. We agreed to pounce on the old one together...

Now I am suddenly superior to others and it is difficult to integrate again.

In addition, Zhang Qing rarely went back to the dormitory to talk nonsense with everyone except when he was sleeping, and the relationship between the roommates became more and more distant.

"Forget it, they are no longer the same people as us."

The boss Liu Long lit up a cigarette and said with a smile.

The third child, Li Qiang, sighed and said: "Forget about the other things, I don't know how I learned it, but I made so much progress all of a sudden, and I didn't tell you even if I asked. Heliospheric..."

The second child, Zhao Derang, laughed strangely and said, "Didn't I tell you that our wheat harvest will be bumper this year? Didn't you notice that he is going to the canteen to eat and has already started to prepare food?"

Everyone laughed, and Li Qiang curled his lips and said, "Get some chicken-feather vegetables, either shredded potatoes with two cents, or cabbage with one cent."

Yang Liang, the eldest child, laughed and said, "I've been eating red tofu for five cents in the past two days."

There was another burst of laughter, but after laughing, they felt that it was not interesting. Liu Long waved his hands and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's boring, and it won't be good for him to hear it."

The fourth child, Zhang Wei, suddenly said: "Actually, we should all go together that day. What's so great about that little brat Wang Lei, so I'll just beat him. Let's see if he goes alone..."

Everyone stopped talking. In fact, they really regretted it.

It wasn't that they were afraid that day. They might not be good at studying in the upper class, but they were always fierce in fights.

Just seeing Zhang Qing's performance suddenly exploded, and becoming the same tablemate with Qi Juan...

They really hope that Zhang Qing can live a good life, but they don't want him to be this good, so good...

Therefore, deep down in my heart, I still hope that he will suffer a loss.

But now that I think about it, I was really unfaithful at the time.

Young people at this age are not so dark-minded and always feel that justice should come first.

"Hey, why are you so quiet? It's time to eat, you're not even hungry?"

After a while, Zhang Qing came back from cleaning his shoes and saw seven people sitting blankly in the dormitory without making a sound, so he asked with a smile.

Li Qiang was the first to come back to his senses, his expression was still a little stiff, and he laughed dryly and said: "Aren't we waiting for you to come back? Lao Qi, you have been doing good things recently, it's time for a treat..." After that, he waved his hands and said: "Just kidding, kidding,

Let’s go, let’s go have dinner.”

Zhang Qing dried his shoes on the balcony, turned back and said with a smile: "It's a treat. I'll go to the Xijiang restaurant outside today and treat you to a big plate of chicken."

When the seven people heard this, their jaws almost dropped. Liu Long and the others were even a little ashamed and uneasy. Zhao Derang frowned and said: "Old Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "It's nothing. I have made some money recently and am a little more comfortable. You guys have taken turns giving me food for the past two years. Now that I have a little ability, can't I treat you to a meal in return? Everyone is going today. If you don't go, you will be fine.

Look down on me, haha."

This is the excuse others gave in the past to get Zhang Qing to eat their food:

If you don't eat from me, you look down on me.

Li Qiang said dryly: "Old Qi, you haven't done your job, how much money can you make? Forget it, I'll treat you today."

His family's conditions were much better. During the two years of high school, he had given Zhang Qing more food.

They just said bad things behind their backs, but they are not really bad. How can they look at a roommate who has been forced to this point by life and pay for the meal with his own money?

Then what has become of them? I can’t even live with it...

Zhang Qing said sincerely: "Didn't I come back very late every day after school started? It's because I have been practicing Chinese writing. I also imitated the stories in "Legendary Martial Arts Collection of Modern and Ancient Times" and wrote a novel. I didn't expect that it would be published soon.

Once it is published, there should be a lot of royalties. In addition to sending it home to my parents for medical treatment, there will be some left over, which is enough for living expenses. So you really don’t have to be polite to me."

He had received the telegram and knew that the editor was coming to discuss publication and that it would be a large sum of money.

If something like this is accidentally exposed in the future and you pretend to slap him in the face, it will be cool, but it will also lose your sincerity.

During his two-year high school career, although there were occasional minor frictions, these roommates took better care of him.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard this. Qiu Lin, who loved martial arts novels in the dormitory, even asked excitedly: ""Legendary Martial Arts Collection of Modern and Ancient Times"? I have been reading it. If there is nothing in the reading room, I rent it in a rental house outside. You

Which one did you write?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

"I...hayamu!!"

Qiu Lin was so excited that his face was deformed and his mouth was so big that it was exaggerated. Hayamu is the ethnic language of Xijiang, which means the second part of a male donkey.

But no one cared about his excitement, because they also read the books Qiu Lin borrowed, and their favorite was the most popular one recently, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Liu Long couldn't believe his ears: "What are you talking about? How is that possible?!"

Zhao Derang also looked like a roaring dog: "Did you write the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon from the Sun?"

Li Qiang stretched out his fingers and pointed them randomly, making a "ssssssss" sound from his mouth, and shouted: "One Yang Finger!!"

The fourth child, Zhang Wei, approached, looked at Zhang Qing and said seriously: "Are you bragging to fool us?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "The latest one hasn't been sent out yet, it's in the school bag. You'll know when you see it..."

Before he finished speaking, a group of rough men rushed towards Linmen and sat down on the spacious bed.

Like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, Liu Long, the strongest and tallest man, took the lead in the end. He carefully dug out a stack of paper from his schoolbag. After only reading the first paragraph, he knew that what Zhang Qing said was actually true.

I saw it written on the paper:

Ouyang Feng felt hot on his body, and the ship was shaking violently under his feet. He knew that the ship was about to sink in an instant, but Hong Qigong kept fighting and would not let up. If he did not use his special skills to kill him, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape today.

The snake staff suddenly shrank, and his left arm swept out violently. Hong Gong used the bamboo stick to chase the snake staff, and swung his left arm to block his arm. Suddenly, he saw Ouyang Feng's arm bending with the force, and his fist hit his right temple. This "

"Spiritual Snake Boxing" is a masterpiece that Ouyang Feng painstakingly practiced, and was originally intended to overwhelm Yu Zi in the second martial arts competition at Mount Huashan...

"Holy shit!"

"Fuck me!"

"Oh!"

There are so many claims about the quintessence of the Chinese nation, but it’s actually true. How is that possible?!

At this point, they really can't even feel jealous anymore.

I’m even jealous of a watermelon and chicken feather!

After a long silence...

"But this matter still needs to be kept secret, as long as the people in our dormitory know about it. Otherwise, a lot of things may happen..."

Zhang Qing saw the seven people watching attentively, and he didn't know if they really took it in. In short, he waited for about ten minutes before speaking.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the seven people changed one after another. Liu Long put down the manuscript in embarrassment. The others also got up from Zhang Qing's bed. Liu Long said: "Old Seven, what happened last time was due to us..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Qing laughed and said: "I know you are struggling with this. It is really unnecessary. You must also understand that if I come forward alone, no matter what the outcome is, nothing will happen. But if we all go,

It would turn into a mass brawl. No matter what the outcome is, it will all be our fault, and we may be sent back to Western Xinjiang.

Let's go, let's go. I've eaten your food for two years. I have enough chicken and beer today, but it's a pity that we don't have our big Wusu!"

After the seven people heard this, they all let go of their worries, and all of them excitedly walked out together, arms around each other.

Some of the previous grudges have also been wiped out.

Zhang Qing always remembers the simple principles taught at home:

No one is perfect, it’s good to remember others.

If you wipe out the good things others have done to you because of a trivial matter, you are not considered an open-minded man, and you are not worthy of respect.

"Old Qi, has Hong Qigong really lost all his power?"

"That's right, why write that he has lost all his martial arts? After the old beggar lost his martial arts, didn't Ouyang Feng casually beat Guo Jing to death?"

"Lao Qi, how did it end? Did Guo Jing and Huang Rong get married or have a baby? I don't think Guo Jing is good enough for Huang Rong..."

"I fuck the third child. Guo Jing is not worthy of me, but are you worthy?"

"I can do it!! Lao Qi, why don't you write about the appearance of a peerless young man named Li Qiang? Huang Rong fell in love with him at first sight and won't marry him unless he is there. How about doing something good first?"

"I fucked you, you are so shameless!"

Li Qiang aroused public outrage, but he himself laughed and ran away...
Chapter completed!