80’s Fat Girl’s Counterattack

Zhou Bangguo came back after finishing the false report and saw Jin Yang sitting on a chair in their dormitory, chatting with deputy instructor Peng Lei.

"Bangguo, how is the situation at home?" After seeing him come in, Jin Yang turned to look at him, his black eyes seemed calm, but they were hidden in the waves.

"It's fine, my parents are both tough."

"You...are you engaged?" Jin Yang raised his eyelids slightly and his breathing became short.

Zhou Bangguo didn't think much about it. Before he went back, he told the people in the company that he was going home this time, and the family might give him a kiss, and the stinky boys kept making fun of it.

"It's settled, our village girl", Zhou Bangguo also laughed, after all, he is not too young now, the village is about the same size as him, the children can play soy sauce, although he usually doesn't say it, but I also want my wife and children to be on the kang head.

The muscles on Jin Yang's face twitched twice, his lips trembled slightly, and his heart was sore and painful as if bitten by an ant. He covered his chest, and hot sweat poured out of his face.

"Jin Yang...Jin Yang..." Zhou Bangguo shouted anxiously, and Peng Lei also jumped up.

A few months ago, Jin Yang was shot on the battlefield, just a few centimeters away from his heart. He was finally rescued. However, because the medical conditions at that time were too poor and the wounds were treated relatively rough, the recovery was not good. He has often been distressed in the past few months.

Seeing Jin Yang curled up on the chair, clenching his teeth and enduring the pain, Zhou Bangguo couldn't help but panic, "Jin Yang, get up, I'll take you to the infirmary."

Jin Yang's face was pale, but he still waved his hand and breathed heavily: "No, just let me slow down."

The angina pectoris had been with him all the time, but it didn't happen as often, and sometimes he even thought he was completely healed.

"Then I'll help you go to my bed for a meeting," Zhou Bangguo groaned.

Jin Yang still waved his hand.

After the pain in his heart was relieved, Jin Yang covered his face with his hands, but there was still a faint pain in his heart, reminding him that it was all true.

He doesn't know what it means for God to let him go back ten years ago. At this point, he can't do anything, and he can't get anything back, but let him see his sweetheart marry someone else again and heal him. The wound rips again, causing even more trauma.

The cruelest thing is that after giving him hope, he smashes all of it to pieces. If it could be half a month earlier, would all this be different again.

Jin Yang thought blankly.

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A few days ago, Zhou Bangguo was still at home. One afternoon, Yu Long sneaked out of the backyard and walked towards the village primary school.

Qianmen Village Primary School was rebuilt from a nunnery, so students have to climb half a hill to go to school. The teachers of the primary school are educated youths who went to the countryside a few years ago.

Originally, there were two teachers in the school. One of them left Qianmen Village after the vigorous return to the city. The other teacher was reluctant to bear the children here and chose to stay.

Speaking of which, Yu Long's father was also an educated youth who went to the countryside, but he was a little different from the educated youth who was forced to go to the countryside. After graduating from the Agricultural University, he was one of the group who took the initiative to apply to go to the countryside for research in the early 1960s. At that time, college students were the one-of-a-kind talents.

I heard that when Jiang Jing was a little girl, she ran after the college students all day long, and she just relied on the dead skin to make this marriage. Unfortunately, the life of the college was not good, and she died of a heart attack at a young age.

At that time, Yu Long was only five years old. Jiang Jing gritted her teeth and carried it for five years. She couldn't live anymore, and she couldn't afford to eat, so she took her daughter to marry.

Because both parents have good genes, even if Yu Long is now fat and turned into a pig, he can barely see the facial features, maybe he is also a potential stock.

Yu Long went to the village primary school to find a teacher there. I heard that she can dance some folk dances, and usually dances with the few female classmates in the class after class to cultivate her sentiments.

Of course Yu Long went to her not to learn to dance, but to cover.

In fact, she had already figured out her own way out. She didn't even go to junior high school, and dropped out after graduating from elementary school. It seemed that the university entrance examination was relatively far away for her.

In fact, few people who graduated from primary school in the village have the opportunity to go to the town to read junior high school.

But Yu Long, she really doesn't like to study very much. When she was admitted to university, she relied on being an art student, so she neglected to study culture classes. Finally, she was admitted to a dance academy, which is not a good school.

So Yu Long's real way out is to seize the opportunity to join the dance team of the Art Troupe one year later.

According to the original description, about a year later, the county will recruit soldiers, and there will be about two places for literary and art soldiers, and Zhang Xiuer was recruited because she sang a song about me and my motherland.

Yu Long went to the elementary school teacher Yang, just to pretend to learn dance with her, and then there will be a reasonable explanation for why she can dance.

Of course, she only has one year left. In this year, she will not only lose weight, but also recover her basic dance skills. If there is no space spiritual spring, this is completely unthinkable.

Yu Long climbed half the **** to get to the outside of the primary school. The door of the nunnery was half-closed at this time, and from the outside, a dozen chairs could be seen neatly arranged.

The original owner used to read books here, but she was ridiculed by the whole class because of her obesity, so she barely finished elementary school. Her grades were not good, and she was basically at the bottom of the class.

Because today is the weekend, there is no class.

Yu Long stepped over the high threshold, stepped in with half a foot, and then shouted, "Mr. Yang."

After a while, a woman in a navy blue shirt and trousers came out of the nunnery. The other party was in her twenties and had a student head. Because she didn't have to do farm work, her skin was fair and she had a bookish air, which made people's eyes shine. .

Even the skiniest children in the village will respect Teacher Yang when they see him.

"Is something wrong?" Teacher Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, I picked a few peaches and brought them to you to eat." Yu Long also stepped over the threshold with his other foot this time, holding a few cyan peaches in his hand. They were not very big, but they were crisp and sweet. .

Peaches are one of the most important fruits in the midsummer season in Qianmen Village, but now is not the best time to eat peaches.

Because of the responsibility of teaching and educating people, people in the village often bring her food, which is not surprising to her, but she is still somewhat grateful.

"Come and sit," Teacher Yang beckoned to her.

She remembered Yu Long, her overweight body made her a little more impressed. At that time, when she was still in school, she liked to hide in a corner alone and was often bullied. She also talked to her a few times, but people's Once a character is formed, it is difficult to change it.

After she graduated, Teacher Yang never saw her again.

Yu Long handed the peach over, "Mr. Yang, I have washed it, you can taste it, it's sweet."

Teacher Yang took it with a smile and said thank you by the way. "Yu Long, do you have anything else to do with the teacher?"

"Teacher, I heard that you dance very well, can I learn from you?" Yu Long's fingers entwined, looking nervous and timid, she whispered again: "I want to lose weight, No one will laugh at me."

Teacher Yang felt a little distressed about the child, but she knew that both boys and girls in the family had to work in the fields when they were old, so she was not sure if she had time.

After expressing his question, Yu Long immediately responded: "Mr. Yang, I have a lot of time, so I don't need to work at home."

"That's okay, you wait for the school to come over in the future, I will teach you two hours a day, and you can go back and practice by yourself."

Yu Long grinned and nodded cheerfully. Seeing that she was happy, Teacher Yang couldn't help but feel better.

It happened to be nothing today, so Teacher Yang taught her a few dance moves and let her practice slowly. Teacher Yang has not received any professional training, but it is more than enough to frighten the rural children who have not seen much of the world.

Of course, in the eyes of a person who has practiced dance for 20 years, Mr. Yang looks very amateur. With joy on her face, she applauded cheerfully: "Mr. Yang, you are really amazing."

…

"Mr. Yang, why do you lift your legs so high?"

"The more you practice, the easier it will be to relax your muscles and bones."

In fact, it's just nonsense, give the little fat girl a little comfort, how easy it is to practice dancing.

…

"Teacher, your waist is very flexible."

Teacher Yang smiled and waved her hands while supporting her waist. In fact, she hadn't lowered her waist for a long time. She had just been praised by Yu Long, and she was so fluttering that she wanted to show her hands seriously, but she almost didn't show her old waist.

Yu Long left the school with no end in sight. Before leaving, Teacher Yang told her that learning to dance was very tiring. It can be said that this is the most difficult time for her to start, but she should never give up.

Yu Long even drank the Lingquan for a few days, but his hands and feet became a lot neater, and he would no longer pant without taking two steps as before. If it weren't for the lack of a scale, she could measure her weight three times a day to record her weight loss history, but just by her own induction, she could notice that her arms seemed a little thinner.

It's a pity that the water in Lingquan can't be drunk too much. She tried to take about 800 ml a day, the amount of two bottles of mineral water. Drinking too much will cause dizziness and ringing in the ears, otherwise she can eat the water as food.

In short, the first step of the Long March, comrades still need to work hard.

After returning home, Yu Long said to her mother, "Mom, I learned dancing at Teacher Yang's! Teacher Yang said that I was talented, and also said that I will continue to learn with her in the future."

The latter sentence is pure nonsense, after all, she has difficulty raising her legs high.

Jiang Jing nodded, "Practicing the dance is second, and the work at home can't be delayed, did you hear that?"

"Mom, don't you object to me dancing?" Yu Long asked after her. She also thought that the rural people thought singing and dancing were unprofessional things!

Jiang Jing pursed her lips, her eyes were in a trance for a moment, Yu Long's father was a very interesting person. Back then he taught her to dance the ballroom dance that was popular in the city, but she was stupid and couldn't learn anything. good.

If he was still alive, he would definitely teach her to read, dance...

"Go play by yourself!" Jiang Jing twitched the corners of her mouth, then took the bowl into the kitchen.

The author has something to say: because he wanted the male protagonist to come out for business earlier, he used a flashback narrative method.