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Chapter 425 Dreaming of Wang Zongyao
"All right, all right, it's good if you know you made a mistake, and remember to correct it next time!" The dean waved his hand casually.

The principal took two steps forward, raised his hand to signal Zhang Jin to let go of Charlotte, and asked in a serious tone: "Student Charlotte, why are you late for school and still beating the teacher in class, do you know that doing so is wrong and violates school rules?" Behavior!"

"Oh my god, why are you still exerting so much energy! This sore feeling, I don't know but I thought it was real."

After regaining her freedom, Charlotte rubbed her arms on both sides. Hearing the headmaster's question, he smiled faintly, revealing the creases in the corners of his eyes.

"Principal, it's not that I don't give your school face, this is in my dream, my territory..." He was halfway through speaking, and suddenly glanced at Zhang Jin next to him, and suddenly lost his confidence, "It's not up to me to decide Ah! Where did this passer-by come from, and how could he run amok in my dream?"

"Charlotte, don't think that you can be deceived by pretending to be crazy and stupid. Let me tell you, this matter..."

Before the principal finished speaking, Charlotte interrupted him with a wave of his hand, walked straight to the basin, turned to everyone and said, "Goodbye, dear students, I can't continue this dream, it's not me Dreams I want."

After speaking, he plunged into the water.After a long while, he raised his head from the water, and the water splashed made him wanton!
However, after opening his eyes, Charlotte froze again.

Nothing has changed!
The classroom is still that classroom, the classmates are still those classmates, and the teachers are still those teachers!

Snapped!Snapped!Clap clap!
Charlotte raised her hand and slapped herself a few times, trying to confirm whether she was awake or in a dream.

"Don't threaten the teacher with self-harm." The principal said mercilessly, "You are giving up on yourself!"

"There's too much wine, I can't wake up." Charlotte held his forehead, with a suddenly realized expression on his face, thinking he had found the reason, "Okay, then I will play with you for a while longer! Give me fire!"

"Be careful!" Zhang Jin stretched out his hand to protect Qiu Ya behind him, and separated Yuan Hua who wanted to come and talk to her without leaving any trace.

Maybe it was because Zhang Jin subdued Charlotte twice just now, which made her feel very safe. Qiu Ya nodded obediently and said, "Yes."

In the second row, Zhang Yang, who was wearing a flowered shirt and had long hair, showed a flustered smile: "Where can I get cigarettes if I don't smoke?"

Without saying a word, Charlotte reached out to the other party's coat pocket, ignored the other party's struggle, took out a lighter from it, and picked up the other party's homework and lit it with the lighter.

In the voice of the teaching director "put out the fire", and under the gaze of the whole class with a look of panic and excitement on their faces, Charlotte flew out the burning homework with a smile on her face!

"Burn! My youth!"

The whole class screamed, not knowing whether it was fear or excitement!
The burning homework was spinning in mid-air, and suddenly, a figure rose into the air, kicked the homework in mid-air, and kicked it into the basin impartially.

puff!Chi -

The flying fire homework book disappeared, replaced by the homework book soaked in the water basin, half intact and half blackened into ashes.

The screaming stopped abruptly!

Silent!

Everyone in the class stared wide-eyed at the person who kicked away his homework.

After Zhang Jin landed, he turned his head and showed a smile: "You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Charlotte said with an unhappy face: "The kick is quite accurate!"

Zhang Jin ignored him, but said: "I am also a member of the class. Although I extinguished a potential fire for the class and the school, I don't need the teacher's praise, let alone the principal to publicize it at the school-wide flag-raising ceremony. this matter!"

"..." The dean and the principal looked at each other in blank dismay. What do you mean by that?

"Don't be ashamed! You messed up my dream, and you still want to get praise? I'll go!" Charlotte was furious, pointing to Zhang Jin and said, "I can't beat you, but I can make this dream wake up Already!"

After finishing speaking, he strode across the class to the window at the back, stepped onto the window sill, and turned his head to show Zhang Jin a smug smile, as if saying that I won!

The principal hurriedly persuaded him loudly: "Charlotte, don't be overthinking..."

Before he finished speaking, Charlotte jumped off the window sill.

"Son!" Charlotte's mother screamed when she saw Charlotte jump off the building as soon as she entered the classroom!
"what!"

Ma Dongmei, who happened to be squatting in the flowers eating a popsicle, saw Charlotte falling from the sky, was so frightened that her hands trembled, and half of the popsicle shot in the face!
After Charlotte jumped off the building, the class suddenly fell into a strange silence.

It seems that with Charlotte's jumping off the building, their lives have come to an end, and they have become puppets who have lost their lives.

At this moment, Zhang Jin suddenly broke the silence: "Ahem, principal, shouldn't we rush Charlotte to the hospital?"

As soon as his voice fell, the whole class seemed to change from the pause button to the play button, and everyone recovered.

"Ah? Yes, hurry to the hospital!"

The principal and dean woke up like a dream!
Charlotte's mother had already rushed out of the door and ran downstairs, wanting to check on her son's injuries as soon as possible.

The students squeezed to the window behind and looked down.

"Hey, don't say it, Charlotte's jumping posture is quite handsome, this is a big font!"

"Nonsense, look at his limbs, it's clearly a swastika!"

"Can you have some sympathy, this is the third floor, it hurts so much to fall, but luckily it didn't fall on the concrete floor."

"..."

When everyone was discussing, a cold snort suddenly sounded from behind!
"If you have time to care about Charlotte, you might as well care about yourself! Go back to your seats!"

Teacher Wang got up from the ground at some point, and while wiping his glasses, he said loudly to the students watching by the window.

Although he was beaten up just now, his status and weight in the hearts of the students has not diminished at all.

"Why, do you want me to say it a second time?" Teacher Wang breathed on the glasses and continued to wipe them without raising his head.

As soon as these words came out, there was a clatter, and all the students quickly returned to their seats.

Teacher Wang put on the cleaned glasses again, adjusted them, glanced at the whole class through the glasses, with a half-smile on his face: "Do you all think that Charlotte dared to contradict and beat the teacher just now, she is a hero!? You see, jumping off a building and self-mutilation, this is the fate of being a hero! If you don’t study hard in your good youth, you will learn from some rogues and play hooligans! There is no cure!”

The whole class was silent, no one dared to say anything.

"Yuan Hua, come with me to the office to get the test papers. For this half class and the next class, you can do the test papers!"

"Then where are you going, teacher?" Zhang Yang couldn't help asking.

"Go to the hospital."

"Are you going to visit Charlotte?"

"Explore your head! I'm going to check your body for internal injuries!" Teacher Wang was so angry that he slammed his folding fan on the podium, "Zhang Yang, the lighter just now belonged to you, right? I remember you!"

Zhang Yang shrank his head, with an awkward and forced smile on his face.

The next one and a half classes were spent doing papers. Zhang Jin managed to get through school and was about to pack his schoolbag and go home when Yuan Hua stopped him suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jin withdrew his gaze from looking at Qiu Ya's back, and landed on Yuan Hua.

Yuan Hua shook his parted hairstyle, pointed to the blackboard and said, "Charlotte was supposed to clean up today, but now he is hospitalized. You are the life committee member. Find someone to be on duty with Dachun."

Dachun and Xialuo are on duty, the penultimate and penultimate brothers?
Zhang Jin asked, "Who is the third bottom one in our class?"

Yuan Hua turned to look at Zhang Yang. Although he didn't speak, it was self-evident.

Zhang Jin said to Zhang Yang: "Then let him, Zhang Yang, you stay on duty with Dachun."

"Ah? Why me?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"You don't want the dean to find out that you smoked in the toilet grass?" Zhang Jin asked.

Zhang Yang's complexion changed, and he agreed dejectedly: "Okay, okay, I'll stay and clean up. What a bad day today, I ran into you two unreasonable guys one after another..."

After solving this trivial matter, Zhang Jin picked up his schoolbag and turned to leave the classroom.When he came to the parking shed, Qiu Ya had already disappeared.

Although it's a pity that I didn't take the opportunity to get close, this is the first day, and there will be opportunities in the future, and the future will last forever!
Zhang Jin rode his own bicycle and drove out of the school gate. There were not so many cars on the streets in this era, and there were enough empty lanes for young people to ride their bicycles to chase each other on the relatively wide road.

Zhang Jin rode his bicycle to feel the cool evening wind coming towards him, and he unzipped his school uniform. The skirt and hem of his school uniform were blown up by the wind. This familiar yet strange feeling made him squint his eyes comfortably, as if he had returned to that infinite world. Carefree student days.

It's just that his high school career was in the era when Jay Chou ruled the Chinese music scene, but now it's the era when Cantonese songs are popular, and occasionally he can hear the singing of Zhang Xinzhe and that sister, as well as some scattered and popular "Friends", "The Heart Is Too Soft" and the like.

Of course, if you want to say that the most popular song this year, it must be the song about the return of Hong Kong that is played in the streets and alleys.

"...100 years ago I watched you leave
100 years from now I look forward to having you back with me
The vicissitudes of life can't erase my thoughts about you
Calling you again and again, my 1997..."

Accompanied by the song "AD 1997" all the way, Zhang Jin rode back to his home.

The family background given to him by the system this time, his mother died early, his father was a sailor, and he spent eight months a year at sea, so he was often the only one at home.

The house is not big. It is an ordinary [-]-square-meter house on the fourth floor. It has two bedrooms and one living room. It belongs to an old-fashioned sand wall board building. The only advantage is that there is no common room. Sixty square meters is a real living area. So it doesn't look too small.

The home is very warmly furnished, and these are the traces left by my mother. Only the color TV and refrigerator were newly added in the last one or two years.

Zhang Jin opened the refrigerator, took out the eggs and tomatoes, and deftly made himself a bowl of clear noodles with tomato and egg broth. Adding some pickled mustard was enough for dinner.

No way, this is the only food he can eat without diarrhea.

After dinner, he cleaned up the dishes. He turned on the TV and browsed a few prime-time programs at random, but none of them were particularly interesting. In his impression, TVB classic TV series like "Tian Long Ba Bu" and "The Legend of Condor Heroes" , "Drunk Beating the Golden Branch", "Appraisal and Confirmation Records" and the like will not be introduced until next year.

"Huan Zhu Ge Ge" is still being filmed, and projects like "Iron Teeth Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan" and "Bright Spring Pig Bajie" have just been approved and will not start broadcasting until the millennium.

Now on TV, the only thing he has an impression of and is more interested in is "Legend of the New White Snake". At that time, Lady Zhao was really the goddess in his mind!
It's a pity that such a good-looking drama only broadcasts two episodes a day.

After reviewing the legend of the New White Snake, Zhang Jin took out his homework from his schoolbag, looked at it, and stuffed it back in the next second.

Well, I don't know how to do it anyway, so I don't waste time. I just have an excuse to go to school tomorrow morning and ask Qiu Ya to copy my homework.

After washing up, he lay down on his bed and turned off the room light, leaving only the dimly lit small table lamp beside the bed, with a circle of stickers pasted on the lampshade, such as Slam Dunk, Saint Seiya and the like.

The warm dim yellow light sprinkled on the face, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

Zhang Jin looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. People in this era basically go to bed early and get up early.

Wang Duoyu's second father, Wang Zongyao, is almost 70 years old this year. According to the sleeping habits of the elderly, he should have fallen asleep by this time.

Only those who have fallen asleep, Zhang Jin can conjure dreams.The duration of the dream depends on the level of detail the player has about the dreamer, and the success rate of the dream depends on the superstition of the other party.

Regarding Wang Zongyao, the information that Zhang Jin has is all obtained from the movie of the richest man in Xihong City, such as name, appearance, hometown, wealth, job, and lover. I don’t know how long this information can provide for dreams.

And I don't know the degree of superstition of Wang Yaozong. It is reasonable to say that the old people in his era are somewhat superstitious, and most of the rich people believe in Feng Shui, so the degree of superstition should not be shallow.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it. You'll know if you try it."

Zhang Jin stopped thinking in his heart, relaxed his mind and let himself fall into a dream state, that is, half-dream and half-awake as the saying goes.

At this time, thousands of miles away in Taipei, in the bedroom of a luxurious villa in a manor.

Just after chatting with Jim Carrey, Wang Zongyao lay down on the bed in a happy mood and fell asleep. It is easy for a person of his age to fall asleep and wake up easily, so he is used to sleeping alone and needs absolute quietness to maintain sleep quality.

Usually after he fell asleep, he would sleep without dreams until dawn, but this time it was a little different from the past.

After falling asleep, Wang Zongyao suddenly had a dream. He dreamed that he came to a gray place, surrounded by a layer of impenetrable fog!

Just when he was at a loss, a voice suddenly came from the front: "Are you Wang Zongyao?"

Wang Zongyao squinted his eyes and walked forward slowly, asking as he walked, "Who are you? What is this place? What are you bringing me here for?"

"This is a dreamland. I am your ancestor. Wang Zongyao, your eldest brother has passed away, but he continues the blood of the Wang family. What about you? You..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Hello? Ancestor? Ancestor? Are you still there? Say something!" Wang Zongyao said loudly.

But no one answered him, only the quiet mist floating slowly.

Suddenly, Wang Zongyao opened his eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed. When he saw the familiar bedroom in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief: "So it was really a dream..."

(End of this chapter)