The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 392, One hit kills (please subscribe!)

   Farewell to Mi Jian, Zhang Xuan got on the plane alone.

   There were thousands of miles of white clouds outside the machine window, Zhang Xuan stared blankly, and couldn't help but think of Mi Jian's words over and over again.

  If possible, he would not want to hurt anyone.

   Actually, Mijian is right about one thing.

  Because of his dazzling life and outstanding achievements, he is too good. As a result, Shuangling did not keep up with her own pace, so her attitude towards Mi Jian was not as sharp and obvious as in her previous life. A lot more relaxed, a lot more restrained.

   Even if I keep thinking about it, I still pretend not to know.

   But he understands that as long as the opportunity is found, as long as the time is ripe, the smiling tiger at home will not make a shot, and a shot must be fatal.

   In order not to repeat the same mistakes, and in order for Mi Jian not to let Shuang Ling be killed in one round, in this life, no matter what, he has to instill in Mi Jian a kind of thought of his own: for her, he is determined to win.

  The thoughts are mixed, and the time always flies fast.

   Zhang Xuan slowly fell asleep without knowing why.

   When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in Yangcheng.

   The pick-up was Ruan Dezhi, who came from Shencheng on purpose.

   "Uncle, Uncle!" Zhang Xuan waved and shouted across the distance.

   Ruan Dezhi took the luggage and asked with a smile, "Is airsickness serious today?"

   Zhang Xuan replied: "Fortunately, I have done enough preparations today, and I fell asleep later."

   Ruan Dezhi opened the car door, put his luggage in the back, and said, "Are you hungry now, if not, we'll call Shuangling and eat outside your school."

   Thinking of Shuangling, Zhang Xuan, who was in debt, naturally agreed.

On the way   , Ruan Dezhi drove with peace of mind and seldom spoke.

   Just waiting at a red street light, Ruan Dezhi suddenly said: "Yesterday to today, my uncle has been in a state of excitement, and I couldn't help but come to see you today. I'll chat with you by the way."

   Knowing that Comrade Ruan Dezhi has something to say, Zhang Xuan straightened his posture and listened attentively: "Uncle, tell me."

   Ruan Dezhi looked ahead and said: "You have won the Mao Dun Literature Prize now, and my uncle is happy for you from the bottom of his heart.

   I also called your mother last night, and your mother kept asking me "is this true?" on the phone. After I took the trouble to tell her it was true, she cried on the phone.

   In all these years, it was the first time I saw her cry. When your grandfather and grandmother died out of town, she was very strong and took me to Shangcun and married your father.

   Later, your father had an accident, although he hid and shed tears silently. But she never cried in front of others. She told me at that time that she couldn't cry. Crying shows weakness in front of outsiders. A woman is easily bullied. "

   Zhang Xuan didn't say anything. Hearing these words, he who was in a fluttering state and a little swollen suddenly calmed down.

Ruan Dezhi glanced at him, and continued to say earnestly: "In this life, people have today, maybe not tomorrow, not today, maybe tomorrow, wealth is like flowing water, fame is like clouds, the most fear is that people will become rich after a long time, only human feelings are like mountains, you At a young age, you have achieved achievements that ordinary people cannot achieve in a lifetime, remember not to relax, not to belittle others, and always guard against arrogance and impetuosity, my uncle hopes that you will reach new heights."

   Zhang Xuan was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Zengguang Xianwen said, don't think about the day without the day, and don't take the time as the time. Thank you old man, I will keep it in my heart."

   Hearing his statement, Ruan Dezhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then changed the subject: "How is your relationship with Shuangling recently?"

   Zhang Xuan knew that his uncle was afraid of floating and messing up, so he said, "It's good, uncle, don't worry."

Ruan Dezhi nodded lightly: "It's good, Shuangling is a good girl. She is beautiful, sensible, and considerate. Your mother and I both like it very much. Don't let her down."

"Um."

   Zhang Xuan responded and asked curiously, "How much does my mother say today?"

   Ruan Dezhi smiled happily and said, "All of them. But emotional matters, your mother is the most worried about you, and she specially asked me to tell you more.

  I've been thinking about it all the way, is there any sign that your mother is starting to suspect? "

After    finished speaking, Ruan Dezhi looked at him sideways.

   Facing Comrade Ruan Dezhi's eyes, Zhang Xuan calmly said, "Uncle, you were also young and looked good.

  People, sometimes girls who are good-looking do like it, but you can't be suspicious of me because of this, right? "

   Ruan Dezhi stopped talking and was killed.

  At the beginning, he was a poor boy, and his appearance played a big role in getting Yang Yingman's favor.

   Zhongda South Gate.

   Zhang Xuan was stunned as soon as he got out of the car.

   looked at the banner at the school gate and was stunned.

  The big and eye-catching banner reads: Warm congratulations to Zhang Xuan, our school student, for winning the Mao Dun Literature Award!

   Ruan Dezhi looked up at the bright banner, his smile brighter than a chrysanthemum.

   Entering from NTU, you can see banners celebrating his Mao Dun Literature Award from time to time along the way.

   Zhang Xuan was inexplicable and a little difficult: "This is too worrying, how can I keep a low profile in the future?"

   Ruan Dezhi didn't answer, he looked at that and kept laughing.

   When passing by the first floor of the teacher's apartment, Lao Deng was basking in the sun, and he greeted Zhang Xuan warmly when he saw Zhang Xuan:

   "Zhang Xuan, you're back, when will you hold the awards ceremony?"

   Zhang Xuan replied: "The awards ceremony is still early, and we will go in April next year."

  Old Deng looked him up and down with his glasses up and down, and sighed infinitely:

   "Old Deng, I never thought, oh, I never thought that Xiao Liu and the teenager who ran around won the Mao Dun Literature Award last summer. Thinking about it makes me dream."

   Zhang Xuan joked: "Now I take a look at your house, is it full of brilliance?"

  I thought that Lao Deng would retort as usual, but he didn't expect Lao Deng to solemnly nodded: "It's true that my old Deng is clumsy, and I don't know gold and jade.

  Otherwise, I'll be the host tonight and give you a good dinner. It just so happens that Rooney is also pregnant, and I can't tell you the future. My child can also sit in a half-zhang Wencang. "

   Zhang Xuan and Ruan Dezhi looked at each other and agreed.

   This is just right, and avoid tossing outside the school.

   Zhang Xuan said: "Okay, Lao Deng, you can make a hot pot. I haven't had a drink with you for a long time. Tonight, while my uncle is here, have a drink with you."

   Hearing the words, Old Deng replied with a smile: "The relationship is good. When it comes to drinking, my old Deng will definitely welcome it with both hands."

   "Sure, you're busy first, I'll go home." Zhang Xuan went straight to the second floor.

   Ruan Dezhi watched Zhang Xuan leave, thought about it, and did not keep up with his discernment.

  Old Deng seemed to understand his thoughts, and hurriedly pressed him on the sofa, poured a cup of hot tea, and grinned: "When you come to me, it's like your home, just sit back and relax for a while."

   Open the door of the second floor rental room, Shuangling is not there.

   Zhang Xuan put down his luggage and went directly to the third floor.

   "Dong Dong Dong"

   knocked the door 5 times before it opened.

   It was Zou Qingzhu who opened the door.

   Seeing Zhang Xuan, Zou Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then shouted happily: "Shuangling! Shuangling! Come on! Come out! Your great genius is back!"

   Hearing the sound, Du Shuangling put on a pair of slippers and trotted out.

   Then he ignored it, threw himself directly into his arms, rubbed his head against Zhang Xuan's chest for a long time, and asked happily, "Why didn't you tell me when you were coming back?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu next to him, and said, "I want to surprise you."

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