Rebirth of the Wild Age

There are only seven students living in the eight-person dormitory for the time being, and the seventh one is still long overdue.

Wang Bo, a native of Suzhou, has an outgoing personality. His father is the section chief of a commercial bureau in a certain city, and his mother is a middle school teacher.

Li Yaolin, a native of Lu Province, is optimistic, cheerful, tall and handsome, and his parents are both oil workers.

Peng Shengli, from Yunxing, is hardworking and inferior, a farmer's son.

Nie Jun, a native of Zhejiang Province, is free and easy, his family background is unknown, he likes to watch martial arts, he likes to write crooked poems, and he even brings a guitar with him.

The above four people are all natives of the law department.

Ding Ming is also from Zhejiang Province, self-funded, from the Department of Politics, and was thrown into the dormitory of the Department of Law just like Song Weiyang. His father's name is Ding Daguo, a local boss. He started his business by running a small hardware business. Now he owns two factories and his net worth should be more than ten million.

On the second day, Zhou Zhengyu finally came.

This guy has trousers, a shirt, leather shoes, and mousse on his hair. He is full of style. After entering the door and throwing away the bag, he took out Zhonghua and asked, "Who smokes?"

"One!" Li Yaolin laughed.

"Then," Zhou Zhengyu threw his hand over, and asked Song Weiyang and Ding Ming, "What about you?"

Ding Ming waved his hands again and again: "I don't smoke."

"There is no man who doesn't smoke, light it up!" Zhou Zhengyu directly handed the cigarettes to Song Weiyang and Ding Ming.

"Thank you." Song Weiyang said with a smile.

Why did Zhou Zhengyu pass cigarettes to Song Weiyang and Ding Ming? Because they dress best!

This guy is either the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich people. He understands basic social skills and also knows how to judge others, but he is inevitably arrogant, and he doesn't even bother to look at Peng Shengli from the countryside.

Ding Ming put the cigarette in his ear with a smile and said, "Hello, classmate. My name is Ding Ming."

"My name is Zhou Zhengyu," Zhou Zhengyu puffed out a cigarette, and complained while leaning on the bedpost, "This Fudan dormitory is too dilapidated. It's still a prestigious school. It doesn't even have a fan. It's so damn hot!"

Song Weiyang took out his lighter to light a cigarette, and said with a smile, "I heard that the newly built dormitory has fans."

"That's unlucky for us." Zhou Zhengyu was a little depressed at first, but suddenly his eyes lit up when he saw the lighter in Song Weiyang's hand, "Dude, it's okay, zippo!"

"Street stalls." Song Weiyang really didn't lie, this is the equipment he bought when he was cheating in the special zone.

"Let me have a look." Zhou Zhengyu spread his hands.

Song Weiyang threw the lighter over, Zhou Zhengyu checked it carefully, and immediately said cheerfully: "Fuck, it's really cheap, zippe's is only one letter away."

"The family has no money, so we can only buy fake products to pretend to be aggressive." Song Weiyang said.

"You are honest and interesting." Zhou Zhengyu said with a smile.

Wang Bo approached with a Longines watch: "Student Zhou, this is a gift from Ding Ming's father. Everyone in the dormitory has it."

Zhou Zhengyu looked at it in his hand, nodded and said to Ding Ming, "It's okay, thanks."

"You're welcome, just a little thought." Ding Ming said with a smile.

Zhou Zhengyu said: "You can hang out with me in the future, call me Brother Yu, I will cover you."

Ding Ming didn't seem to have any ideas, so he said cheerfully, "Brother Yu."

Zhou Zhengyu seemed very satisfied with this, he smiled, stared at Song Weiyang suddenly and said, "Dude, have we met before?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Let's save this to strike up conversations with female classmates, I'm not interested in men."

"Get out! I'm not interested in men either." Zhou Zhengyu was disgusted.

A rich boy like Zhou Zhengyu who likes to play should often go to karaoke. "A Thousand Paper Cranes" was so popular last year, he must have seen "Ma Junhao" and felt familiar.

Zhou Zhengyu suddenly pointed at Peng Shengli: "So who, I bought some things, mats, pillows, etc., go and help me move them here, and I will give you 20 yuan."

Peng Shengli's expression was a bit ugly. While deeply humiliated, he quickly smiled honestly: "Okay, I will help you move. But no money is required, we are all classmates, we should help each other."

Song Weiyang was quite surprised by Peng Shengli's attitude, which completely refreshed his established impression of this person.

Wang Bo seemed to feel the embarrassment of the atmosphere, and smoothed things over: "Yes, we are all classmates, what money are we talking about. Let's go, Shengli, let's go and help classmate Zhou move things together."

"Yes, yes, I will go too." Ding Ming also joined in.

Song Weiyang sat without moving, and Li Yaolin also did not move, watching these people leave the dormitory.

After Zhou Zhengyu took the people away for a few minutes, Nie Jun, who was lying on the bed watching "Shenzhou Heroes", suddenly closed the page and said, "It's like a pen! We are all classmates, what are you pretending for?"

Li Yaolin immediately echoed: "That's right, I don't like the one with the surname Zhou. He is arrogant just because he has a few bad money. This kind of person would have been beaten to death in our oil field!"

"Which oil field does Lao Li belong to?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Shengli Oilfield." Li Yaolin said.

Nie Jun had finished reading "Shenzhou Qixia", and had nothing to do for the time being, so he asked with interest: "Is the oil in your place very cheap?"

Li Yaolin smiled and said: "It's cheap. People often break open pipes to steal oil. We don't dare to smash it, but sometimes we also carry a bucket to pick it up at the mouth of the oil supply. After a while, we will pick up a big bucket. When I was a child, I relied on it to eat popsicles."

"No one cares about stealing oil?" Nie Jun asked.

"It's okay, but I can't manage it. The oil pipeline is so long, and it's being punched by oil rats everywhere." Li Yaolin said.

Nie Jun said: "I haven't seen the oil field yet. I will go to the Shengli Oil Field with you during the summer vacation next year."

Li Yaolin smiled and said: "Okay, I will take you to pick up the oil then."

"Then it's settled," Nie Jun asked Song Weiyang again, "Old Song, what fun do you have over there?"

Song Weiyang said: "There are mountains everywhere. Emei is beautiful all over the world, and Qingcheng is secluded all over the world. You can climb it every day."

Nie Jun became even more enthusiastic: "Are there any Emei Sects, Qingcheng Sects, etc. on the mountain?"

Song Weiyang shook his head, and said in a serious manner: "The famous sect has long since disappeared. It was a reactionary thing. It was smashed when it broke the four olds. I heard from the older generation that at that time the leaders of the Qingcheng sect and the Emei sect , was arrested and paraded through the streets wearing a high hat, and all the martial arts cheats were burned!"

"Really?" Li Yaolin didn't believe it.

Nie Jun probably got mad, and asked, "The Emei sect is a nun, are nuns also criticized?"

"It's not just criticism, it's all ordered to return to vulgarity," Song Weiyang said, "You know Shaolin Temple? It was also vulgar at that time, only a dozen old, weak, sick and disabled remained."

"What a pity." Nie Jun said with emotion.

Song Weiyang said: "Although the Emei Sect and Qingcheng Sect have been destroyed, the Yingzang Sect is still there, and they are all experts!"

"Really?" Nie Jun's eyes sparkled.

Song Weiyang said: "These out-of-world masters are amazing. I have seen one with my own eyes. At that time Rongcheng was full of zombies, and the master stepped into the air with his sword and recited the formula. With a whoosh, a sword light killed the zombies Split in half!"

Nie Jun patted the bed and shouted: "I know, that's Shushan swordsman, and he uses a flying sword!"

"Yes, it's Feijian," Song Weiyang said, "I didn't hear the formula he read at that time, but I did hear the last two words."

"Which two words?" Nie Jun asked quickly.

"Sword!" Song Weiyang said.

"Sword coming?" Nie Jun repeated.

"Yes, it's the sword coming," Song Weiyang waved his hand, "As soon as he said that, the sky and the earth changed color instantly, and a sword light flew from the clouds, faster than a rocket."

Nie Jun imagined that kind of scene, his mind fluttered, and he held his hands and said: "I wish I could see the swordsman's demeanor with my own eyes!"

Li Yaolin was a little confused when he heard it, he scratched his head and asked, "Are you talking about storytelling?"

Nie Jun said, "You don't understand."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Yes, you don't understand."

"I know it's a bad thing, gods and ghosts." Li Yaolin complained.

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as the knock sounded, the door was opened.

Tang Yong came in with his elder brother in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Song, you are really hard to find!"